"The difference between the truth and a lie is that both of them can hurt, but only one will take the time to heal you afterward."
"They come to us, these restless dead, Shrouds woven from the words of men, With trumpets sounding overhead (The walls of hope have grown so thin And all our vaunted innocence Has withered in this endless frost) That promise little recompense For all we risk, for all we've lost."
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Source: Mira Grant (2010). “Feed: The Newsflesh Trilogy:”, p.111, Hachette UK
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