Tuesday, 14 July 2015

ephemeral

"Will she be the same?"

The old woman guffawed, as if I had said the funniest thing in the universe. 

"Nothing's ever the same," she said. "Be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as the oceans."

— Neil Gaiman, The Ocean at the End of the Lane

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