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“Lac Sainte-Claire is itself a creature of the wild, a world where the synthetic and the organic commingle. At this early hour, it looks like a sheet of quicksilver being shaken by invisible hands. Then, as morning brings heat and light, plastic objects, immersed steel structures, and an oily sheen become visible on its surface. Large ships advance in cavernous silence, waterfowl rise above the horizon.”

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“The minute he opens his eyes, he sees them. In one of the books Stutt reads out loud, the person back from war keeps saying, "The minute I close my eyes, I see them." Yatim can tell that the person who wrote that story has never really experienced horror because, if they had, that person would know it's just the opposite: it's when you open your eyes that you see them, the people who died, the ones you hurt or couldn't save, the ones you liked without realizing it and will never see again; they live among us, like dreams outside sleep.”

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“Before setting off to work in the greenhouse, Stutt showed him a page in a book that looked like it had been dug up from the Earth's core, in which an elderly king named Henry advises his son to wage war on outsiders to keep his own subjects from revolting. The story, tough going and complicated, nonetheless proved to be a revelation for Lego; for the first time, he has understood what Stutt sees in books: a sense of discovering a reality impossible to conceive of beforehand but that, once grasped, reveals itself to be age-old, weighing on the mind as only truths one has been unaware of can. Words reveal things that are already there.”

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“What disappears with the death of a friend? Solomon wonders, standing in the field threatened by the storm. The funeral is over, the survivors have left, Caesar's body has been buried in the earth to which he devoted his last years. One of the things we lose, thinks Solomon, is the person we were with them, the parts of us they brought to life. With such an old friend, we are also stripped of the memory of what we once were.”

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