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“That stays, the bright cameo of all we were and all we believed as children, all that shone in our eyes even when we…

— Stephen King

“It was a gorgeous end-of-summer-just-starting-to-befall day. The trees swayed in the breeze. The sky was the color of cornflowers.”

— Jacqueline Davies

“I watched the kids walking past us on the sidewalk. They looked pretty much like any other kids. They were dressed for each other.…

— Robert B. Parker

“It was a joy, though, to get down into the valley and lose sight of all that open sky space underneath everything and finally,…

— Jack Kerouac

“They stood, a family, and walked out of the mall, into the sunlight, seeking to rearrange the shape of their surroundings, to blow something…

— Kevin Wilson

“It was warm and like the spring and I walked down the alleyway of trees, warmed from the sun on the wall, and found…

— Ernest Hemingway

“For the next thirteen-plus hours, I stared out the window at the passing towns and countryside. All those lives. All those untold stories and…

— Kate Klise

“But this home over here: it needed paint but had flowers neatly planted all the way around it. That one over there had a…

— Dan Baum

“... We had suddenly learned to see. And we saw that there was nothing of their world left. We were all at once terribly…

— Erich Maria Remarque

“You were this bright light. With every letter, it was like a little piece of home.”

— Aria Cole

“We gave each other the childhoods we had lost.”

— Akiah Watts