All children, except one, grow up.
It means nostalgia for a place you've never been. Or people you've never met. Or maybe people or places that never existed at all. I mean, they're never as real as they are in your mind. Right?
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Quote reblogged from What Sorcery is This?Oh, I’ll die one day. It’s part of the deal. But I get to have lived, so that’s all right.Neil Gaiman (via patrickmccarty)
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