" It was beautiful. He thought he had never seen anything so beautiful in all his life; that, having seen it, he could die content, knowing that he would never see anything so beautiful again. He wished he could have seen it for longer. More, he wished he could have taken it apart, studied it all the way down to its bones, and then built it back up again. Dissection without death, discovery without destruction. "

― Mira Grant , Rolling in the Deep (Rolling in the Deep, #0.5)