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"You're too precious to put into words. I think...
it's like one of Theodore's buttons. If you asked him why he cared about them so
he would tell you it's because they exist at all"

“Hate is loud
but I think you'll learn it's because it's only a few people shouting
desperate to be heard.
You might not ever be able to change their minds
but so long as you remember you're not alone, you will overcome.”





"Per Ardua ad Astra"
"Nihil inimicius quam sibi ipse"






"Beautiful things are fragile... At home we have only black moths.
Formidable creatures, to be sure, but they lack beauty.
They thrive on the dark and cold"
"What do they feed on?"
"Butterflies, I'm afraid"