Now I wished she’d never broken any of her rules. I understood why she held to them so hard. Once you broke the first one, they all broke, one by one, like firecrackers exploding in your face in a parking lot on the Fourth of July.

People must not do things for fun. We are not here for fun. There is no reference to fun in any Act of Parliament.

And, as is usually the fate with bands, most of them will break up—through distance, differences, divorce, or death.

Doch es gibt Schiffe, die an absurderen Orten gestrandet sind. Ein Leben kann leicht in irgendeinem Gesicht stranden.

Written By Alessandro Baricco

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