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“The waves of pain that had only lapped at me before now reared high up and washed over my head, pulling me under. I did not resurface.”
― Stephanie Meyer, New Moon

“It was as if we played chess after denying me both bishops and knights.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Death Leaves a Shadow

“Back above ground, like robotic versions of the mosques and minarets that grace the shores of Istanbul's Bosphorus, Houston’s petroscape of domed white tanks and silver fractioning towers spreads along the banks of its Ship Channel.”
― Alan Weisman, The World Without Us

“The inertia of the mind urges it to slide down the easy slope of imagination, rather than to climb the steep slope of introspection.”
― Marcel Proust