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p.15
“She was elusive. She was today. She was tomorrow. She was the faintest scent of a cactus flower, the flitting shadow of an elf owl. We did not know what to make of her. In our minds we tried to pin her to a corkboard like a butterfly, but the pin merely went through and away she flew.”
— Stargirl
I have this memorized. :)
as we all should. why don’t guys say that to everyone?
I wish I had a mind like Jerry Spinelli and Lynne Rae Perkins. Their writing is amazing. :D
you know what? me too. cos I find their writing so surreal. Life doesn’t happen that way often. I wish my mind thought it could, though, too.