Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children

SLEEP IS NOT, DEATH IS NOT;

WHO SEEM TO DIE LIVE.

HOUSE YOU WERE BORN IN,

FRIENDS OF YOUR SPRING-TIME,

OLD MAN AND YOUNG MAID,

DAY’S TOIL AND ITS GUERDON,

THEY ARE ALL VANISHING,

FLEEING TO FABLES,

CANNOT BE MOORED.

— Ralph Waldo Emerson


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