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1 " The way sound travelled over a snow-covered forest was like nothing else. He missed that. Here in the city, often the sounds he heard only reminded him of the alien world he lived in. "
― Drew Hayden Taylor , Chasing Painted Horses
2 " We all choose our own paths, Harry thought. We can’t choose them for other people. "
3 " The man liked really cold days, particularly the way they made his senses more aware and awake, the way they made his skin tingle and his nose hairs stick together after a deep breath. It was a feeling of life or survival, not like those stupefying, humid days of summer that zapped his strength, draining his will to do anything. "