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“I wish I could say we all lived happily ever after. I can't. But I can say we lived. Our love for Nate lives, and he's left us this piece of himself in his art; it was his gift to us. We know him through his art, and I can take comfort in that. I guess the thing about high school is, it's the moment when you start to cross from a being a kid to being an adult, and this journey to know yourself begins. Nate's journey ended to early, and I thought I had to run away to some far-off land to start mine. But, for now, it seems to me that I have enough to explore right here. There's a whole continent to discover in myself, and I know that it's love - love for my parents, my friends, my brother, and my art - that will guide me. Love will be my map.”

Quote by Lisa Ann Sandell

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A Map of the Known World

In A Map of the Known World, readers are taken on a journey through the 15th and 16th centuries, witnessing the rise of European exploration and the subsequent changes in the understanding of the world. The novel focuses on the challenges faced by cartographers and explorers, the political and religious tensions of the time, and the impact of their discoveries on the known world. The story is rich in historical detail and offers a vivid portrayal of the era's cultural and scientific advancements. more

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Lisa Ann Sandell
Lisa Ann Sandell

Lisa Ann Sandell is an American author born in 1977. Her works span across young adult literature and adult fiction, known for their deep emotional insights and rich imagination. more

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