Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you m — Neil Gaiman, The Wake
Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you m — Neil Gaiman, The Wake
Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you m — Neil Gaiman, The Wake
Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you m — Neil Gaiman, The Wake
Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you m — Neil Gaiman, The Wake
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Nobody died. how can you kill an idea? How can you kill the personification of an action?""Then what died? who are you mourning?""A point of view.

— Neil Gaiman, The Wake
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A man dies and his skin loses heat like the sand on a summer evening. It makes you feel like warming him up. — Erri De Luca, Tre cavalli
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