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“When you're always defending yourself from something you think is coming around the next corner, when you think the world is against you, there isn't much of a chance for the good stuff to come through. It's okay to be furious if your fury is aimed in the right direction. Just don't let it eat up what's soft in you.”

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Book:City of Villains
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