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“ In 1658, Francis Andrew Ransome stole the Alchemy Scroll from St. Julian’s college, my present employer. Ransome was a member of a transatlantic group called The Invisible College. They were alchemists, meaning they worked with matter and spirit together.”
― Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

tags: drama, excitement, fiction, fiction-novel, fictional, horror, thriller

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“She treated me like a real person. She didn’t see me as just a colour”
― Malorie Blackman, Noughts & Crosses

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“The bottom line is that we are all inclined to denial when the truth is too costly—whether emotionally, intellectually, or financially. As Upton Sinclair famously observed: “It is difficult to get a man to understand something, when his salary depends upon his not understanding it!”36”
― Naomi Klein, This Changes Everything: Capitalism vs. The Climate

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“For example, they recently had a piece on a character--I think his name was Ambrosio D'Urbervilles--whose "design statement" was to stuff an entire apartment from floor to ceiling with dark purple cottonballs. He called it "Portrait of a Dead Camel Dancing on the Roof of a Steambath.”
― Mark Helprin, Winter's Tale

tags: architecture, design, humor

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“He grimaced and went after her. “I’m not a trainer. Just spent a lot of time working out.”

“Misspent youth, clearly.” She held the door open, standing just outside.

“My application to princess school was rejected.” Callan exited the building and fell into step alongside her. “Working out was how I coped.”

Sunlight peeked out from behind striped clouds and lit the early-morning sky. Autumn weather chilled the perspiration on his skin.

“Such a shame.” Meridian glanced up at him out of the corner of her eye.

“What is?”

“That you didn’t go to princess school. Could have learned some manners.” Her blue-green eyes sparked in the sunlight. And her mouth . . . Her lips set in some smart-looking, lopsided grin, with a small dimple.

I should definitely kiss that look off her face.

“Overrated. Inefficient. And I look terrible in a tiara.”
― J. Rose Black, Losing My Breath