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“Many trees were pulled out of the ground with their roots crying for water.” The lake was all polluted with thick layers of grease,the grass & flowers were squashed, animals walked around. #kidsbooks "Mikolay & Julia" Total elocological destruction,said Mikolay trying to use one of the funny long words Julia was always using. These are not monsters Farina.These are people and building machines.”

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Book:Mikolay and Julia Meet the Fairies
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“The people who run the circus kidnapped us from our parents. Since we got here, we have all been working in the circus. We can’t see any of our mummies or kiss them OR cuddle up to them. said Adrian. His tears flowing in his big blue eyes that were the colour of the sky. We didn’t want to listen to our parents when they told us: ‘Never, Ever!” talk to strangers. We all disobeyed and spoke to strangers, and then the strangers stole us away from our parents.”

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Book:Mikolay and Julia in the Attic
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“Mikolay had explored the big attic many times before, and he knew that his mummy misplaced boxes all the time. Ah, I,don’t really want a wand, um, that much. Can we go home now? “Please? begged Julia as she walked toward the door. But Mikolay grabbed her hand and whispered:Lets just see where the shadow is going and after that, we can go right home. Mikolay and Julia carefully moved closer and closer to the wall.”

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“Mikolay took his wand out, touched the cage’s lock and said: “Eis Izras” three times. The door opened at once, unfortunately making lots of noise and waking the humans up. Mikolay knew a few powerful hexes and he was able to create small flying dragons. He hoped that he could stop the people, animals, and block the shadows to buy some time.”

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“»Però realment voleu renunciar a qui sou? Sé que aquesta herència té els seus punts febles, però també en te molts de positius. Aprecieu detalls que passen inadvertits per altres, podeu ser capaces de sentir sensacions úniques vívidament, alterar a voluntat el vostre entorn, i se us retorna el poder que la societat li ha pres a les dones. »I si bé us han fet creure tota la vida que és un do de pocs, penseu que hi ha qui diu que tots tenim aquestes habilitats, només que uns tenen més facilitat que altres per aprendre-les. És com tirar amb arc, o brandar una espasa. Per més que hagin dit tota la vida que una dona no pot fer-ho, no és veritat que no la pugui subjectar amb les mans, ni fer-la anar en combat si pràctica. Així que encara amb més motiu, deixareu escapar aquesta facilitat que us dona avantatge en la vida? Ja us han pres prou poder, deixareu escapar el que ara se us dona?”

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Book:BITERNA
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“You're not going to answer, are you?" Jaenelle asked after a minute of teeth-grinding silence. "No." "Don't you know the answer?" "Whether I know the answer or not is beside the point. It's not something a man discusses with a young girl." "But you know the answer." Daemon growled.”

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Book:Daughter of the Blood
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“You are so young, Lyra, too young to understand this, but I shall tell you anyway and you'll understand it later: men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, clever; and they die almost at once. They die so soon that our hearts are continually racked with pain. We bear their children, who are witches if they are female, human if not; and then in the blink of an eye they are gone, felled, slain, lost. Our sons, too. When a little boy is growing, he thinks he is immortal. His mother knows he isn't. Each time becomes more painful, until finally your heart is broken. Perhaps that is when Yambe-Akka comes for you. She is older than the tundra. Perhaps, for her, witches' lives are as brief as men's are to us.”

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Book:The Golden Compass
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“Fairytales by nature only talk about the victors. The survivors. Nobody speaks about what happens to those who failed, except in the abstract: as cautionary tales to guide others onto the path to success. How many brave knights fell to the dragon before he was slayed by the noble prince? How many children burned to a crisp and eaten before the wicked witch received her due? These stories are lost, but the lesson behind them is not: it is not enough to be merely pure and good.”

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Book:Evergloom
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“Imelda held out the nightshade. "This plant is both poisonous and medicinal. It can bring death with a touch, and healing when used with knowledge. Every person, like this nightshade, is comme ci, comme ça, like this, like that. Good, bad, poison, remedy. The world isn't divided into heroes and villains, but a spectrum of choices. Learn to discern who wields their poisonous nature, who uses darkness to inflict pain. And more importantly," she softened her voice, "learn to recognize who offers healing, who nurtures, even when carrying shadows.”

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Book:Under The Blood Moon
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“Manuela de La Mancha,” says a deep voice. It sounds strange to hear such a long name, but that’s the manada I’m pretending to be from. “Hola, Marilén,” I say to Tiago and Saysa’s great-grandmother, whom I met moments ago. “No sos bruja.” You’re not a witch. My tongue feels like sandpaper, and my mouth seals dry. Since our wolf-shadows roam outside the Citadel, and my fangs and claws are retracted, I didn’t think there would be any indicator of my identity— “No te preocupes, no vengo a interrogarte.” Don’t worry, I’m not here to interrogate you. She moves closer, and the way her steely eyes seem to see more than others reminds me of Perla. “Toda la vida soñé con conocerte,” she whispers. My whole life I’ve dreamt of meeting you. Her long black hair is in a tight, elegant bun that pulls her skin, stretching it so that if there’s a single wrinkle, I don’t see it. “La primera de nosotras que nació fuera de su jaula.” The first of us to be born outside her cage.”

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Book:Lobizona
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“I have been around for a very long time, and I've eavesdropped on many a learned man. The truth is, women will always confuse them. Witches or not, they're not sure how we work. Women are clearly in league with nature. Even our cycles follow those of the moon. We create life out of little and intuit things that men don't. We terrify them because we posses powers they aren't able to plunder. Because they'll never be able to do what we can, they decided long ago to declare us inferior.”

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Book:The Women of Wild Hill
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