Sometimes change came all at once, with a sound like a fire taking hold of dry wood and paper, with a roar that rose around you so you couldn’t hear yourself think. And then, when the roar died down, even when the fires were damped, everything was different.

Anna Quindlen (b. 1953) American journalist, novelist
Object Lessons, ch. 1 (1991)

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