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I watched the early morning light pass over and through the windows of colored glass, leaving streaks of red and green and yellow on the stone floor. When I was little, I used to try to capture the colored light. I thought I could hold it in my hand and carry it home. Now I know it is like happiness — it is there or it is not, you cannot hold it or keep it.

– Karen Cushman, Catherine, Called Birdy, page 108

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Paperback, 212 pages
Published March 31st 1995 by HarperCollins

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The sun rose at our backs, pink light gleaming off the city’s slender towers then splintering gold on the waters of the bay. I saw the sprawl of the port, the great ships bobbing in the harbor, and beyond that blue, and blue, and blue again. The sea seemed to go on forever, stretching into an impossibly distant horizon.

– Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone, page 349

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Paperback, 358 pages
Published May 7th 2013 by Square Fish

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Sarai had a new disconcerting awareness of herself, as though she’d never realized how many moving parts she had, all to be coordinated with some semblance of grace. It worked itself out so long as you didn’t think about it. Start worrying, though, and it all goes wrong. How had she gone her entire life without noticing the awkwardness of arms, the way they just hang there from your shoulders like links of meat in a shop window? She crossed them — artlessly, she felt, like some arm amateur taking the easy way out.

– Laini Taylor, Strange the Dreamer