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“– Ți-a luat ceva, o tachină el, iar ea nu îndrăzni să spună nimic. Glumesc, adăugă, sărutând-o scurt. Am crezut că o să pleci fără să-mi spui deloc. Dar poate a fost doar un pretext să mă aduci din nou a-ici. Tocmai se descălțaseră, iar ea își dori să îi spună să plece, doar ca să simtă satisfacție atunci când el ar fi recunoscut că nu voia să fie în altă parte. În schimb, nu zise nimic, ci doar ridică din umeri, lăsându-l să creadă ce voia el. Deja se obișnuise cu faptul că totul trebuia să fie despre el și nu avea rost să îl mai provoace. Parcă citindu-i gândurile, Raymond o ridică în brațe și îi șopti: – Pentru că aș fi rămas oricum. Deci era real? Chiar umbla după ea? – Cine spune că o să rămâi în continuare? întrebă ea, cu toată seriozitatea pe care reuși să o adu-ne. El îi dădu drumul pe canapea și, apropiindu-se de chipul ei până când ea îi simți respirația caldă pe obraz, îi spuse hotărât: – Eu. Și din acel moment, Freya știu că nu mai exista cale de întoarcere.”

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Book:Sub acoperirea minciunilor
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“În întunericul serii de noiembrie, parcarea blocului era luminată de farurile mașinii lui Raymond, pe care oamenii o ocoleau ca pe un obstacol în drumul lor spre casă, fără să le pese de povestea de iubire ce se înfiripa chiar acolo, la câțiva metri de ei, unde Freya se lăsa condusă de sentimente după clipe lungi de nehotărâre.”

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Book:Sub acoperirea minciunilor
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“It had started to drizzle. The lamp poles cast a kaleidoscope of light dancing across the puddles in the road. The rain made Sam feel even more lost now, as if these shadowy events were invisible to the world. As if the night was cloaked in anonymity. This wasn’t a peaceful rain - it was a sad one. A drizzle, which wept for the inevitable. Sam knew even if she got Alison out of this alive, the cuts on their lives had already been made, pooling the blood of consequence beneath their feet as the night dragged on. Whichever way this went, they’d have scars from this night. Scars and scabs and things which could not be spoken. And that made her feel utterly hopeless.”

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Book:Consequence
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“The mirror sighed and spoke in a tone tinged with melancholy. Its language was old and not of any of the worlds known or unknown. What you dream, what you darkly desire, Find it by trial or by fire. Seek it high and seek it low, Search the skies or the realms below. Look everywhere but beware, The deepest magic, the strongest spell Will not change what the stars foretell.”

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Book:Dark Things
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“It was golden hour in Tarrytown. An incandescent sun cast long shadows that pointed in unison toward nightfall. Birds sang. But their melodies were drowned out by crescendos of cicadas’ chattering. Not to be outdone, the wind came and went in gusts, rising up and across the hills from the lake below. As it did, it blew through the trees agitating the millions of leaves in the canopy, the rustle and crackle of which drew the eyes upward, where an infinite canvas of burnt orange and purple was visible through the branches of proud oaks.”

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Book:The Trial of Joe Harlan Junior
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“There is a glorious, pre-orgasmic tension to seeing dominos lined up before they fall, like a spring wound up tight and ready to be released. Then the gentlest touch, like the finger of God in Michelangelo’s Creation, brings their potential connectedness into reality. The sharp clack clack clack clack as they fall announces that something amazing is happening; colors appear as different trails spring away from common starting points, then converge, only to twist and turn off again in new, different directions. That change in progress is a thing of beauty. But, it is a beautiful lie. What happens is not transformation, but corruption, because the dominos must fall as they’ve been arranged. Nothing new is created. The initial, precise pattern simply collapses, and becomes a messier shadow of its former self.”

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Book:Life for Life
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