"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?"
"We're killers, all of us: We kill our lives, our past selves, the things that mattered. We bury them under slogans and excuses."
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Source: Lauren Oliver (2015). “Delirium Trilogy: Delirium, Pandemonium, Requiem”, p.761, Hachette UK
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