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“Freddie didn't miss the sun. He kept to the shadows and drank and watched Faland's mirror, lost in longing. It was an endless, daydreamer's longing, satisfying in itself, with no need for fulfilment. The people in the mirror could not disappoint in any way, and he would never fail them, or lose them, or mourn them. It was easier so. He had only to watch and yearn. And tell Faland a story.”
― Katherine Arden, The Warm Hands of Ghosts

“Deep in the forest a call was sounding, and as often as he heard this call, mysteriously thrilling and luring, he felt compelled to turn his back upon the fire and the beaten earth around it, and to plunge into the forest, and on and on, he knew not where or why; nor did he wonder where or why, the call sounding imperiously, deep in the forest.”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“My best friends taught me a new kind of quiet, the peaceful stillness of knowing one another so well you don’t need to fill the space. And a new kind of loud: noise as a celebration, as the overflow of joy at being alive, here, now.”
― Emily Henry, Happy Place

“To know the ocean, I have always felt, is to recognize the teeth it keeps half hidden.”
― Julia Armfield, Our Wives Under the Sea