Where Green Meets Blue Quotes

“Heaven might have streets of gold, but this entire town is covered in it. Amber sunlight is everywhere, glowing off of the yellow brick buildings, reflecting from the windows, even hanging in the dust. Sunlight, apparently, smells like slightly overripe fruit, the kind perfect for the picking, that shouldn’t be left for any other day. It’s meant to be enjoyed now.”
― Corinne Beenfield, Where Green Meets Blue

“Immediately as I ride the rush of wind chills my skin and twines it’s fingers into my chestnut hair, making the waves brush against my shoulders and fly behind me. Over the creekbed trees stretch and barely touch each other, as though passing a secret from one to the next. I strain my ears to hear their whispers through the leaves, but if they speak to me I don’t understand. But that’s okay, let them keep their secrets.

I have my own.”
― Corinne Beenfield, Where Green Meets Blue

“The actually leaving was simple, simple as jumping on our mare and racing with blind direction, but I realize now it isn’t easy. It doesn’t breath like I always thought freedom would, but instead my heart pounds so hard with fear my is mouth filling with the taste of iron.”
― Corinne Beenfield, Where Green Meets Blue

“I never thought it would be hard to leave. People say it is, but to me it seemed that it was the waiting that was most difficult, the trying to keep alive something precious inside me buried so deep. Staying was killing it off for sure, no matter how hard I tried to keep it beating.”
― Corinne Beenfield, Where Green Meets Blue

“These are the routes she just left. They are yours now.” Handing me the map, I see that it’s creases are already worn white and water warps the top of it. It is hope, folded up and ready to carry in my pack.”
― Corinne Beenfield, Where Green Meets Blue

“He waves his hands over the books, proud as a new father. The image sticks in my mind, and I wonder if this is a man who sees books for what they are. Who understands that if there is magic on this earth, it is in these small bound pages.”
― Corinne Beenfield, Where Green Meets Blue