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The sky is scrubbed fresh and stark blue by the gone rain, but every trace of that water has evaporated from the earth around them. It feels like a dream, all that rainfall. “This is a cycle,” she thinks. Every day a fresh horror, and when it’s over, this feeling of surreal detachment. A disbelief, almost, in what they just endured. The mind is magical. Human beings are magical.
~ Jeanine Cummins, American Dirt

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“With all due respect to poetic concision, the male of the species was endowed with a pair when a single might have sufficed.”
~ Amor Towles,
A Gentleman in Moscow

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Worlds, like houses, have very particular smells, so subtle and complex and varied you barely notice them, and the smell of the Written filtered through the pine boughs like a delicate fog. Sun, sea, the dust of crumbling book spines, the salt and spice of a thousand trade ships. Home.
~ Alix E. Harrow,
The Ten Thousand Doors of January

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“The End begins before you are ever aware of it. It passes as ordinary.”
~ Ling Ma, Severance

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“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”

~ Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum

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“I hope the devil eats your soul and salts it well first, you whore!”
~ Diana Gabaldon,
Written in My Own Heart’s Blood

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