| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 4d6abdb | As we walked, I kept taking glances at her through the crowd, quick snapshots: a photographic series entitled Perfection Stands Still While Mortals Walk Past. | page-14 part-1 margo-roth-spiegelman quentin-jacobsen paper-towns | John Green | |
| 4705943 | Faey lived, for those who knew how to find her, within Ombria's past. Parts of the city's past lay within time's reach, beneath the streets in great old limestone tunnels: the hovels and mansions and sunken river that Ombria shrugged off like a forgotten skin, and buried beneath itself through the centuries. | fantasy faey enchanted-heart page-14 | Patricia A. McKillip |