Here in the trees it was much easier to believe the absurdities that embarrassed me indoors. Nothing had changed in this forest for thousands of years, and all the myths and legends of a hundred different lands seemed much more likely in this green haze than they had in my clear-cut bedroom. Bella SwanStephenie Meyer
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- Author's profession: Author, Writer
- Nationality: american
- Born: December 24, 1973
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