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“I must be willing to give up what I am in order to become what I will be.”
Albert Einstein


I was born in a house my father built. It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Happy families are all alike; every unhappy family is unhappy in its own way. True! – nervous – very, very nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? Dorothy lived in the midst of the great Kansas prairies, with Uncle Henry, who was a farmer, and Aunt Em, who was the farmer’s wife. I am the vampire Lestat. I’m immortal. More or less. Behind every man now alive stand thirty ghosts, for that is the ratio by which the dead outnumber the living. All this happened, more or less. Now is the winter of our discontent made glorious summer by this son of York. The story so far: In the beginning, the universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.  All children, except one, grow up. Call me Ishmael. As Gregor Samsa awoke from a night of uneasy dreaming, he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect. In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. Once upon a time there was little girl, pretty and dainty. But in summer time she was obliged to go barefooted because she was poor, and in winter she had to wear large wooden shoes, so that her little instep grew quite red. In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice I’ve been turning over in my mind ever since. In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth.  If you really want to hear about it, the first thing you’ll probably want to know is where I was born, and what my lousy childhood was like, and how my parents were occupied and all before they had me, and all that David Copperfield kind of crap, but I don’t feel like going into it, if you want to know the truth. You better not never tell nobody but God.

I think that about covers it.

Key


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