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Nickie didn't like listening to him because his voice always sounded too smooth.
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clearly not all these people who said that God spoke to them heard the same thing. All the fighting nations said God was on their side. How could God be on everyone's side?
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The trouble with anger is, it gets hold of you. And then you aren't the master of yourself. Anger is.
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Maybe. The trouble with anger is, it gets hold of you. And then you aren't the master of yourself any-more. Anger is.
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Sure", he said. He started moving the bits around. "Lets see. This looks like it must say . . . and so then this would go here . . . and this . . . " He paused and looked up at her. "Haven't we done this before?"
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But that was what made things so exciting--nothing was ever how you expected it to be.
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People in Ember rarely threw anything away. They made the best possible use of what they had.
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she loved exploring every nook and cranny
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People didn't make life, so they can't destroy it. Even if we were to wipe out every bit of life in the world, we can't touch the place life comes from. Whatever made plants and animals and people spring up in the first place will always be there, and life will spring up again.
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city was lost in darkness now, and anyone left there was lost, too.
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She flicked off the TV.
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That's the city I see in my dreams, Poppy. It isn't like Ember at all. The sky is light and the buildings are tall and sort of sparkle." (Lina)"
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Lina laughed. So did Doon. A look went between them, like a quick current of electricity
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Resentment increased on both sides, until any little accident could flare up into a fight.
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But how could you?" said Lina. "When people have been mean to you, why would you want to be good to them?" "You wouldn't want to," Maddy said. "That's what makes it hard. You do it anyway. Being good is hard. Much harder than being bad."
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I don't think there's such a thing as an easy life. There's always going to be hard work, and there will always be misfortunes we can't control lurking out at the edges--storms, sickness, wolves. But there is such a thing as a good life, and I think we have one here.
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Why did people always blame kids for things like this? As far as Grover could tell, grown-ups caused a lot more trouble in the world than kids.
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pressed up against the rear wall, half hidden by shirts and dresses dangling from hangers, was a tall, thin girl with wide, terrified eyes. Her hands were wrapped around the muzzle of a small, wildly squirming dog.
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Goats and oxen, pulling carts in from the field, left their big, smelly plops all over. these got cleaned up eventually-someone came and scraped them into buckets and took them away-but often this didn't happen until halfway through the morning, and people had to step carefully until then and breathe in that powerful smell.
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His vision of the future, already shadowed by anxiety, had just grown several shades darker.
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Nickie was so tired of the Crisis. It had been going on now for months. On TV and the radio, it was all you ever heard about: how Our Side and Their Side had come almost, but not quite, to the point of declaring all-out war. In the last week or so, the radio had started broadcasting frightening instructions every hour: "In the event of a declaration of war or a large-scale terrorist attack, cities will be evacuated in an orderly fashion......
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The people of Ember were just as grubby as the people of Sparks; everyone looked more or less the same.
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Tick wanted power. He wanted glory. He wanted war, with himself in command. He had raised his army
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Tick wanted power. He wanted glory. He wanted war, with himself in command. He had raised his army by attacking his own people.
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His brown corduroy jacket was so old that its ridges had flattened out.
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The rhythm of his steps said, Happy to be here, happy to be here. Rays of sunlight shot between the clouds, making spots of light like polka dots on the ground.
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Please just let us choose and get it over with.
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You know, son, I don't think there's such a thing as an easy life. There's always going to be hard work, and there will always be misfortunes we can't control lurking out at the edges - storms, sickness, wolves. But there is such a thing as a good life, and I think we have one here" -Mr. Harrow"
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Officer Gurney ran a strip of yellow tape around the back area of the cafe, roping it off so no one could disturb the site. Then he scanned the crowd. His eyes lit on a comfortably plump woman wearing a red down jacket that made her look even plumper. She had a short brownish-blond ponytail that stuck out through a hole in her red baseball hat. "Brenda," said Officer Gurney. "What do you think?" Grover was in danger of being late for school..
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Signs of craziness, like Hoyt McCoy dancing around naked? Disgusting filthiness, like a smelly outhouse or rat-swarmed garbage?
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Goats and oxen, pulling carts in from the fields, left their big, smelly plops all over.
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blotches of blood looked more like a soupspoon than an R. Several people told him angrily to be quiet.
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This world was huge. There must be another place in it for the people of Ember.
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She looked powerful, Lina thought, even though she was very short.
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And you, Mackie," said the doctor. "It's been a long time."
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He found his aunt in the kitchen, and he grabbed her by the waist of her pants
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We were underground', she said. 'Not just the pipeworks, everything!
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She could not understand why this world, which was so full of beauty and wonder, had to also be so full of horrors.
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Then there might be dead people.
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A bird feeder hung from the porch roof, but there were no seeds in it. The curtains in all the windows were closed.
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Just look at it!
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It was more of a castle than a house. It loomed over them, immense and massive, three stories high.
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Beeson, wearing a rain jacket with the hood up over her
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down the stone steps to the windswept beach, her raven tresses flowing out behind her. She scanned the empty sands, and when she saw no sign of Blaine, a great cry of anguish escaped her lips. She could not live without him! She would sooner die!
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