Här kommer ett litet smakprov ur Graceling. Mitt favoritcitat från boken, sidan 179-180:
"It was when she returned to him, chilled and
clearheaded, that it happened. He sat against the tree, his knees bent and his
head in his hands. His shoulders slumped. Tired, unhappy. Something tender
caught in her breath at the sight of him. And then he raised his eyes and
looked at her, and she saw what she had not seen before. She gasped. His eyes
were beautiful. His face was beautiful to her in every way, and his shoulders
and hands. And his arms that hung over his knees, and his chest that was not
moving, because he held his breath as he watched her. And the heart in his
chest. This friend. How had she not seen this before? How had she not seen him?
She was blind. And then tears choked her eyes, for she had not asked for this.
She had not asked for this beautiful man before her, with something hopeful in
his eyes that she did not want."
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