I like the stars. It's the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they're
always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend...
I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than
moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds
don't last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle
like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend
Neil Gaiman
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