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“The Amplifier just stopped one day and tore out all his cables. He could no longer stand the thought of making other voices louder. No longer could he go on just echoing what others have said, uncritically a part of helping their messages spread. From now on his tubes would only ever hum with his own truths”
“More and more Traff felt like he was being dishonest with himself and the world. Lately he’d been wrestling with life’s complexities, with its endless possibilities and with the seemingly incalculable number of options he still had ahead of him. Life just couldn’t be simplified down to three basic choices anymore. There had to be more to it all than just deciding whether to go, to slow down or to stop”
"I'm the kind of cactus that thirsts for nothing but greatness. My mind races with ideas. Bold ideas! Grand ideas! Prickly ideas! And yet, I remain stuck. I try to move these ideas forward but my inspiration always seems to abandon me. To desert me"
"Little of life and little of you is ever truly set in stone"
"Salamy had been terribly ill for many years. He'd vistied nearly every doctor and specialist and experimental researcher he could find. He'd tried all the medicines, tonics and treatments that could be prescribed. But no matter what he did an end to his illness could not be divined. One day he stumbled upon a crumbled pamphlet in the street that lead him on a journey into the woods to find an old wise man. That man performed a ritual ever so odd and filled with smoke and just when Salamy had lost all hope *poof* he felt a tingle and then a twang and from that moment on he was finally a cured meat”
"We can't help but get attached"
"A death can bring on a million different regrets, a million cherished stories that my dad told me but not a single recording"
"The infrared beam wondered as he streamed why he always went unseen, and uncherished and unadmired. For once could their eyes marvel at him and take delight in him just like they do for all the other types of light?"
