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“She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city”

— Roman Payne

“The river had no qualms about the colour of his skin. She would embrace anyone who came to her and keep them in her…

— Anand Neelakantan

“The river takes what she wants, does what she desires and washes over anything that stands in her way.”

— Nikita Gill

“Then she would wander through fields, over simple, poor land, looking carefully and keenly all round her, still getting used to being alive in…

— Andrei Platonov

“There were no words that could convey what she had so recently discovered. That each instant was an eternity, each breath a whole life;…

— Muriel Maufroy

“She would have an adventure. For herself. This one time. She would see her homeland, and smell it and breathe it in. See it…

— Sarah J. Maas

“her eyes were met with nothing more than trees; their leaves, a symphony of color: reds, oranges, and golds as nature pushed forward into…

— M.S. Willis

“[She was] a creature full of eager, passionate longings for all that was beautiful and glad; thirsty for all knowledge; with an ear straining…

— George Eliot

“She didn't want to go far, just out of the trees so that she could see the stars. They always eased her lonesomeness. She…

— Kristin Cashore

“She was sweetness and light, gentleness and goodness, and the burning and searing goal of all his earthly hunts and fascinations.”

— Sylvain Reynard

“Something Rich and Strange She was less of what she had been, the blue rubbed from her eyes, flesh freed from the chandelier of…

— Ron Rash