I was lucky I was raised by parents who gave me a lot of sense of self and a lot of confidence in myself.

In imagination she sailed over storied seas that wash the distant shining shores of "faëry lands forlorn," where lost Atlantis and Elysium lie, with the evening star for pilot, to the land of Heart's Desire. And she was richer in those dreams than in realities; for things seen pass away, but the things that are unseen are eternal.

O radiant Dark! O darkly fostered ray! Thou hast a joy too deep for shallow Day.

The bartender’s smile widened. His ugliness was the stuff of legend. In an age of affordable beauty, there was something heraldic about his lack of it.

Written By William Gibson

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