Elena had always felt like the center of her own world - who doesn't? The world arranged itself around her like petals around the stem of a flower. This way the meadows, that way the woodland. Over here, the baryn's estate, out there, the hills that hug the known world close and imply a world at beyond. She could never come up with the edge of a world, because it always kept going on beyond. She moved the center of the world as she walked. The world was balanced on her head.
Gregory MaguireI shall pray for your soul,' promised Nessarose. I shall wait for your shoes,' Elphie answered.
Gregory MaguireWe start out in identical perfection: bright, reflective, full of sun. The accident of our lives bruises us into dirty individuality. We meet with grief. Our character dulls and tarnishes. We meet with guilt. We know, we know: the price of living is corruption. There isnโt as much light as there once was. In the grave we lapse back into undifferentiated sameness
Gregory MaguireJust follow that one road the whole time!... I hope they don't get lost, I'm so bad at giving directions.
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