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21 " And you might think a name is just a name, nothing but a word, but that is not the case. Your name is tacked to you. Where it has joined you, it has seeped into your skin and into your essence and into your soul. So when they plucked my name from me with their spell, it was as heavy as a rock in their hands but as invisible as the wind, and it wasn't just the memory of my name, but me myself. A tiny part of me that they took and stored away. "
― Karen Foxlee , Ophelia and the Marvelous Boy
22 " The strangest think I have learned is that it's impossible to know what's inside someone. The wizards didn't teach me this, but I have learned it myself. Those who appear tall and straight and very good are sometimes rotten on the inside, and others, huge and clawed and apparently very bad, sometimes contain a pure and sweet form of goodness. The biggest trap is to judge a person by their outer casing. Their skin. Their hair. Their snow-white feathers. "
23 " The trouble with magic was that is was messy and dangerous and filled with longing. There were too many moments that made your heart stop and ache and start again. "
24 " Girls are good at running away. It's a fact. "
― Karen Foxlee , The Midnight Dress
25 " The Main Street is wide, ridiculously wide, as though when it was built, the town was expecting something amazing to arrive, a thousand people to stake their claim to a patch of soggy green land, a huge boat, Titanic-size, on the back of a truck. "
26 " There is a whole week inside each day. "
27 " Everyone tiptoed backward and forward past the door and looked at her sadness like it was an exhibition. A jewel in its case. "
― Karen Foxlee , The Anatomy of Wings
28 " There's no point being frightened of the night. "
29 " When you are in love, you think nothing will ever be the same but then the tide rushes out and there it is, everything, just as it was. "
30 " Do you know what love is like, Rose? It's like having a sky, a whole sky racing inside you. Four seasons' worth of sky. One minute you are soaring and then you are all thunderclouds and then you are deep with stars and then you are empty. "
31 " Our house was like sleeping beauties palace after the enchanted spell is cast "
32 " If you ever shoot a great magical owl with an arrow, you should remember this, Ophelia. Everything is connected. If you touch the ground, you touch the tops of trees. If you touch the trees, you touch the wings of birds. "
33 " A glimpse, a little piece of their story, flapping like ribbon in the wind. "
34 " The cool air Edie speaks of? It drifts down off the mountain, unraveling itself through trees, dipping its fingers in the streams. It comes in through the back door and through the windows cast open for it. The fat possums shiver and return to their meals. It lifts up the months on the calendar and leafs through the newspaper pattern in a pile on the table. It fills up the yellow kitchen and overflows into the hallway and spills into the rooms. Rose closes her eyes again and smiles. "
35 " Old things can become new things. "
36 " Up rose the scent of green-apple shampoo. Of river stones once the flood has gone. The taste of winter sky laced with sulfur fumes. A kiss beneath a white-hearted tree. A hot still day holding its breath. We removed the contents one by one.There were two blue plastic hair combs. A tough girl's black rubber-band bracelet. A newspaper advertisement for a secretarial school folded in half. A blond braid wrapped in gladwrap. A silver necklace with a half-a-broken-heart pendant. An address, written in a leftward-slanting hand, on a scrap of paper. Ballet shoes wrapped in laces.From the box came the sound of bicycle tires humming on hot pavement. Of bare feet running through crackling grass. Of frantic fingers unstitching an embroidered flower. Of paper wings rising on a sudden wind. Of the lake breathing against the shore.I didn't say anything. I kept very still. "
37 " I need your help," the boy said, "to save the world. "
38 " The tree seemed very sad to be involved in such a thing and it hung its dark head over them. "
39 " After the lake everywhere Beth looked there was light. Dad, face bent over her, wore a halo. A tree was on fire with white cockatoos. The dam wall shone like a bride's skirt. The star-covered lake moved inside her. In the car our faces glowed. The sky pressed its bright face to the window. "
40 " Magical things must not be exposed to too much sunlight "
― Karen Foxlee , A Most Magical Girl