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Shoon, Wild Pony of the Moors

image“Loren pulled off his soaking coat.  His arms shook, but without hesitation he advanced toward the foal.”

  • from Shoon, Wild Pony of the Moors, by Eunice Young Smith

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The Word for World is Forest

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“I don’t know.  Do men kill men, except in madness?  Does any beast kill its own kind?  Only the insects… There is a wish to kill in them…”

  • Spoken by Selver in The Word for World is Forest by Ursula K. Le Guin

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The Yearling

“The sun was sinking into the saw-grass.  The marsh was golden.  The whooping cranes were washed with gold.  The far hammocks were black.  Darkness came to the lily pads, and the water blackened.  The cranes were whiter than any clouds, or any white bloom of oleander or of lily.  Without warning, they took flight.”

– The Yearling, Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings

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Pax

The scent is my boy’s.  Have you seen him?  Pax shared the most important features of his human–the naked round ears; the towering legs, so improbably long that Pax always feared he would topple over when he ran; the black curled hair that grew to different lengths, then became short again.”

Pax, by Sara Pennypacker.  Illustrated by John Klassen. Continue reading “Pax”

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