Being human is sometimes the most inhumane thing we do.
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Karina Gumpita
"Long ago, men went to sea, and women waited for them, standing on the edge of water, scanning the horizon for tiny ship. Now I wait for Henry. He vanishes unwillingly, without warning. I wait for him. Each moment that i wait feels like a year, an eternity. Each moment is as slow and transparent as a glass. Through each moment I can see infinite moments lined up, waiting. Why has he gone where i cannot follow?"
- Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveller's Wife