"But how could anyone who's ever seen a summer - big explosion of green and skies lit up electric with splashy sunsets, a riot of flowers and wind that smells like honey - pick the snow?"
"Funny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it at all anymore."
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Source: Lauren Oliver (2015). “Delirium Trilogy: Delirium, Pandemonium, Requiem”, p.187, Hachette UK
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