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“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,
One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.”
― Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

“You have food?" Winter scolded. "I thought you said you were hungry."
I'm hungry for other things besides what I have," [Clover] argued.”
― Obert Skye, Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo

“What was that you gave me to eat?" Winter panicked.
A Filler Crisp," Clover said, his eyes seventy percent concerned and thirty percent mischievous.”
― Obert Skye, Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo

“[Clover] secretly hitched a ride with a nice German couple and their new baby...Clover appeared to the baby, so as to be a delightful, soothing surprise. Well, the child did like Clover. In fact, she held him and cooed. When the parents turned around to look at her and saw their child holding a furry, living creature, they needlessly panicked.”
― Obert Skye, Leven Thumps and the Gateway to Foo

“Corned beef and cabbage and leprechaun men.
Colorful rainbows hide gold at their end.
Shamrocks and clovers with three leaves plus one.
Dress up in green—add a top hat for fun.
Steal a quick kiss from the lasses in red.
A tin whistle tune off the top of my head.
Friends, raise a goblet and offer this toast�
'The luck of the Irish and health to our host!'”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Making Wishes: Quotes, Thoughts, & a Little Poetry for Every Day of the Year

“When---when I dance," she said quietly. "When I dance, I---I forget all the---the bad things."
"I---I only remember the good things. That is the b-best thing about d-dancing.”
― Heather Dixon, Entwined

“Earth is empty. And so am I.”
― Laura Pohl, The Last 8

“I’ve learned that there’s a difference between being alone and being lonely.”
― Laura Pohl, The Last 8

“In some ways it began when I heard her singing
her voice twinning with my own
Her Voice was like a portrait of her soul
Wild as a fire, sharp as a shattered glass
Sweet and clean as clover”
― Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

“I don’t belong to the sky anymore. Hope is the thing that kills me in the end. Because it doesn’t take my body, but it takes my soul.”
― Laura Pohl, The Last 8

“as long as they’re on Earth, the sky will never belong to me like it once did. It’ll never be mine again.”
― Laura Pohl, The Last 8

“Maybe the aliens have taken Him, too.”
― Laura Pohl, The Last 8

“My instinct is not to speak, but I’m tired of silence. I’m tired of not knowing how to bridge the gaps between me and the others.”
― Laura Pohl, The Last 8

“The shade is flung open to give the purple clover sunlife. The trees outside are filled with daylife.”
― Jazz Feylynn