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“Hazel, like nearly all wild animals, was unaccustomed to look up at the sky. What he thought of as the sky was the horizon, usually broken by trees and hedges.”

Quote by Richard Adams

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Watership Down

Richard Adams' Watership Down is a richly detailed tale that follows a group of rabbits as they flee their warren and embark on a perilous journey to find a safe haven. The story delves into the complexities of rabbit society, the nature of leadership, and the importance of community, all while highlighting the beauty and dangers of the natural world. more

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Richard Adams
Richard Adams

Richard Adams, born on May 9, 1920 in the United Kingdom, was a renowned British novelist. His most famous work, 'Animal Farm', is a satirical novel that uses the story of an animal rebellion to reveal the flaws of human society. Adams' other works are also appreciated for their profound meaning and unique narrative style. more

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“Don’t think that this conversation is over.” Kat eyed the two of us. “I’ll make sure no hellion harms a hair on her head until we get the full story.” Nikki smiled. “I am never stealing fruit for the two of you ever again.” I begrudgingly replied. “Oh I really doubt that it was stolen.” Nikki beamed. “You’re just as bad as Barakiel.” “I guess he’s been bound to rub off on me some, but I am way prettier.” She spoke as I moved past her towards the door, yanking it open.”

“Have you ever lost yourself in the sunset that washes the sky Of the day’s garish glory And paints crimson In the hour of blush? Have you ever sensed a poise in the busy life, where power and wealth lose their pride, for a human is called by the rosy mystery! Have you ever seen how the heart floats in the sky, Gently, gently over the clouds of worry, Into the westerly where colors splash, Where poems just begin, Where lovers get lost in the gaze. Have you ever seen how sunset Takes us to the other side of life, Where despairs die, and dreams are born, For therein lies a lover’s glance, In the sweetness and hunger To taste a cup of crimson.”