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Rebecca Solnit
“...the subject of walking is, in some sense, about how we invest universal acts with particular meanings. Like eating or breathing, it can be invested with wildly different cultural meanings, from the erotic to the spiritual, from the revolutionary to the artistic.”
Rebecca Solnit, Wanderlust: A History of Walking

Neal Shusterman
“And as I see it they are all innocent. Even the guilty. Everyone is guilty of something, and everyone still harbors a memory of childhood innocence, no matter how many layers of life wrap around it, Humanity is innocent; humanity is guilty, and both states are undeniably true.”
Neal Shusterman, Scythe

“Asking intelligent questions of nature is essentially what experiment is about.”
principles of modern chemistry

Rick Riordan
“...like a skunk that's been living off Mexican food.”
Rick Riordan , The Sea of Monsters
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Carlos Ruiz Zafón
“My father sighed, hiding behind the sad smile that followed him like a shadow through life.”
Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind

Milan Kundera
“The propaganda section made hundreds of thousands of copies of the photograph taken on the balcony where Gottwald, in a fur hat and surrounded by his comrades, spoke to the people. On that balcony the history of Communist Bohemia began. Every child knew that photograph, from seeing it on posters and in schoolbooks and museums.”
Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
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Milan Kundera
“Ever since, Gottwald has been alone on the balcony. Where Clementis stood, there is only the the balcony. Where Clementis stood, there is only the bare palace wall. Nothing remains of Clementis but the fur hat on Gottwald’s head.”
Milan Kundera, The Book of Laughter and Forgetting
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Dorothy B. Hughes
“ACROSS THE TRACKS there was a different world. The long and lonely country was the color of sand.”
Dorothy B. Hughes, The Expendable Man
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Dorothy B. Hughes
“Driving into Indio after six of an early May evening, the sun-blazing of the earlier hours of the day had become an invisible cloud of heat which lay heavily, suffocatingly, upon the town.”
Dorothy B. Hughes, The Expendable Man
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