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“A fine rain fell without sound on the oak-leaves and on the narrow pathways to the Lodge and the river. Only if you listened intently could you hear the rain, too multitudinous a music for one mind to grasp, a single endless chord played on the entire forest.”

Book:The Word for World is Forest

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The Word for World is Forest

This novel delves into the consequences of human colonization on an alien world, highlighting the struggle between the colonizers and the native species. The narrative is set in a distant future where Earth's inhabitants have colonized a lush planet, leading to a clash of cultures and ideologies. more

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Ursula K. Le Guin

Ursula K. Le Guin, born on October 21, 1929, is an esteemed American author of science fiction and fantasy. Known for her profound philosophical insights, rich imagination, and unique narrative style, Le Guin's works have won numerous literary awards and have had a significant impact on science fiction and fantasy literature. Her most famous works include the 'Earthsea' series and 'The Left Hand of Darkness', which have won her awards such as the Nebula and Hugo Awards, and she has also received the National Book Award for lifetime achievement for her contributions to literature. more

“We could fall and not break. We could alchemize music, make it physical, let it touch our unsettled souls. Our youth was so powerful it could not possibly last, or it would consume us whole. That's why magic kissed our bruises, coddled our hearts, and then sent us on our way. Magic hoped we would carry its echo into the world, for we were never meant to stay there.”

Music Magic

Book:The Last Tale of the Flower Bride

Source: The Last Tale of the Flower Bride

“He who sings prays twice.”

Prayer Music Singing

Author:St. Augustine

“I was about to beg Rhys to fly me home when I caught the strands of music pouring from a group of performers outside a restaurant. My hands slackened at my sides. A reduced version of the symphony I'd heard in a chill dungeon, when I had been so lost in terror and despair that I'd hallucinated- hallucinated as this music poured into my cell- and kept me from shattering. And once more, the beauty of it hit me, the layering and swaying, the joy and peace. They had never played a piece like it Under the Mountain- never this sort of music. And I'd never heard music in my cell save for that one time. 'You,' I breathed, not taking my eyes from the musicians playing so skilfully that even the diners had set down their forks in the cafe nearby. 'You sent that music into my cell. Why?' Rhysand's voice was hoarse. 'Because you were breaking. And I couldn't find another way to save you.' The music swelled and built. I'd seen a palace in the sky when I'd hallucinated- a place between sunset and dawn... a house of moonstone pillars. 'I saw the Night Court.' He glanced sidelong at me. 'I didn't send those images to you.' I didn't care. 'Thank you. For everything- for what you did. Then... and now.' 'Even after the Weaver? After this morning with my trap for the Attor?' My nostrils flared. 'You ruin everything.' Rhys grinned, and I didn't notice if people were staring as he slid an arm under my legs, and shot us both into the sky. I could learn to love it. I realised. The flying.”

Music My Heart Lovely Sarah J Maas Feyre Feyre Archeron Rhysand Rhys A Court Of Mist And Fury Under The Mountain

Book:A Court of Mist and Fury

Source: A Court of Mist and Fury

“I could have forgiven you. Honestly, I would have, because I understand we all make mistakes. But what I will never forget is how you shoved all the blame onto me and declared yourself the innocent victim.”