"'I never thought about how printing a photograph duplicates eyesight," I said. "It's the same exact process in slow motion.'
He nodded appreciatively and my heart warmed. I'd pleased him. 'Probably there is no real invention in the modern world,' he said. 'Just a good deal of elaboration on nature.' He lifted out the slick print and slipped it into a second tray, the fixer."
-Barbara Kingsolver, "Animal Dreams"

"For those poor souls who can think only of the terrible fear and danger of a runaway horse, think of this: a speed like water flowing over stone, a skimming sensation that hovers and dips while the world spins around and the wind drags your skin taut across your bones. You can close your eyes and lose yourself in the rhythm, because nothing you do or shout or wish for will happen until the running makes up its mind to stop. So you hold steady, balancing yourself in the wake, and unhook your mind from the everyday while you wait at the silent center of it all and hope that the feeling won't stop till you're good and ready for life to be ordinary once more.
The problem being that she never was."
-Meg Rosoff, Bride's Farewell