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He was a handsome man, not in the way of mercurial Cesare or the false angel, Morozzi, but with a calm steadiness that sat well upon him and shown in everything he did. The creations he drew from fire and air were possessed of great delicacy, but I was coming to realize that the man himself was as an oak, unshakable in the greatest storm.Sara Poole
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True sleep eluded me. Morpheus is a capricious god; he comes easily to some and only with greatest difficulty to others. To lure him, it is best to pretend disinterest. Engage the mind in some pursuit unrelated to what is truly desired and allow no distraction from it. For me, nothing works so well as a walk through Rome.Sara Poole
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We have all made mistakes, each and every one of us. The trick is to not keep making them over and over.” “I don’t, ” I said, not modestly but truthfully. “I keep finding new mistakes to make. I suspect that I have a genius for it.Sara Poole