“Dreaming was easier than screaming, and screaming was easier than worrying, and worrying was easier than crying, which was what she knew she would be reduced to if she didn’t keep a hard eye on herself.”

—  Kevin Brockmeier, book The Brief History of the Dead

Source: The Brief History of the Dead

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