...the immortal words that flowed forth from mission specialist Jack Vo’s mouth as he became the first human to set foot on this new planet were: What the fuck is that? ~ Becky Chambers, To Be Taught, If Fortunate
“They will not break me. Fuck them all. They will not break me. But I will break them. This is my promise to myself, to my friends, and to you, anyone who reads these words. I will break them all.” Crawler Carl, 25th Edition of The Dungeon Anarchist’s Cookbook ~ Matt Dinniman, The Dungeon Anarchist’s Cookbook ( Dungeon Crawler Carl #3)
The grief that must fill the world is incomprehensible. Our small dose felt as large as the sun, didn’t it? ~ Virginia Evans, The Correspondent: A Novel
She made me feel alive. She made me want to fight to keep living, to not let the monsters and the darkness win, because it was so much better being surrounded by her light. And if her penchant for taser play had taught me anything, she could more than put me in my place if necessary. She was my match, my queen, and I would spend the rest of my life worshipping her like one if she let me. ~ Navessa Allen, Caught Up
“Everything is connected. The wing of the corn beetle affects the direction of the wind, the way the sand drifts, the way the light reflects into the eye of man beholding his reality. All is part of totality, and in this totality man finds his hozro , his way of walking in harmony, with beauty all around him.” ~ Tony Hillerman, The Ghostway
... It’s about learning to live in partnership with one another in small communities, and at the same time, working out a sustainable partnership with our environment. It’s about treating education and adaptability as the absolute essentials that they are. ~ Octavia E. Butler, Parable of the Talents
“Bless your heart,” I said. “And that means?” Solentine raised his eyebrows. “ Eat dirt and die. I should’ve let Krasta slice up your arm. You’re an insufferable ass.” ~ Ilona Andrews, This Kingdom Will Not Kill Me
From beyond the grave, her mother had told her that women should not be men’s servants. They should stand alongside men as intellectual equals. And yet, somehow, she has found herself in thrall to a man who reduces her. He encourages her to think and read and write, but only in a way that agrees with his thoughts, that doesn’t question his ideas. ~ Caroline Lea, Love, Sex, and Frankenstein
“I think it’s the only form of hope we have. For our survival, I mean. What good is any other virtue without love? “In literature love is a weakness. Othello is easily manipulated by Iago because of his love for Desdemona. Anna Karenina throws herself under a train. Othello places his trust in Iago, not Desdemona. Anna Karenina’s society does not allow her to be with Vronsky. “Love is not the weakness. People get in its way. People are weak and perilous, not love.” ~ Lily King, Heart the Lover
But there are no new thoughts. They’re just old thoughts born into new moments – and in these moments is the thought: without that earth we are all finished. We couldn’t survive a second without its grace, we are sailors on a ship on a deep, dark unswimmable sea. ~ Samantha Harvey, Orbital
“My brothers have my measure when it comes to fighting and dancing and thinking and reading books, but none of them is half my equal at lying insensible in the mud.” ~ George R.R. Martin, A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms
“We’re supposed to be partners. But you seem to think everyone in your life is a fucking tool. And either they work or they don’t. Either they do what you want them to, or they’re useless.” ~ Lily Brooks-Dalton, Ruins
Nature is waiting for us to learn that we are all bound by the same rules. And to remember that, when the forest breathes out, we breathe in. When the forest thrives, we thrive. When the forest lives, we live. ~ Suzanne Simard, When the Forest Breathes
“My roommate is a 240-pound homicidal hermit. For dinner he’s fixing me a dead fox he scraped off the highway near Ponchatoula, and after that we’re taking a leaky tin boat out on a windy lake to spy on some [redacted] fishermen. Don’t you wish you were here?” RJ Decker ~ Carl Hiaasen, Double Whammy
“You can’t crush ideas by suppressing them. You can only crush them by ignoring them. By refusing to think, refusing to change.” ~ Ursula K. Leguin, The Dispossessed
I knew this was all a construction. But it was so easy to get caught up in the story. So easy to forget who the true enemy was. ~ Matt Dinniman, The Gate of the Feral Gods ( Dungeon Crawler Carl #4)
I was forbidden to join the protest. We made a placard anyway, Gran let me put it up in her front window. I wanted the slogan I’ll be less activist when you’re less shit . We settled on I’ll do my homework when you do yours . ~ EJ Swift, When There Are Wolves Again
All libraries contained magic. Even libraries that didn’t specialize in such things. Because what was a book, if not a portal into another realm, another time, another life even. ~ Callie Hart, Brimstone
Everything alive is sentient. To accept this feels not at all like a humiliation of our species, but it is a humbling of sorts. And a precious gift—the kinship of all these sentient others an antidote to our loneliness. ~ Michael Pollan, A World Appears: A Journey into Consciousness
... A feeling that something is coming, waiting to be born, out of this time. Almost physical, like before a period, or a pregnancy, or vomiting. Something is getting ready to resolve itself. ~ Charlotte Wood, Stone Yard Devotional
And yes, I will go into the year as you said: boldly, unapologetically, head up and not taking bullshit from anyone with a penis. ~ Virginia Evans, The Correspondent: A Novel
Some tendency suppressed and kept within decent bounds in my time had been unleashed and any shame about it so intensely rationalized that it no longer occurred to anyone that the swollen ugliness everywhere was a direct result of the heedless indulgence of some pervasive acquisitive hunger. If I might say it that way. Greed , greed, one could taste it in the air. ~ George Saunders, Vigil
“None of this happened, Paul,” she says. “You and I never existed. There is no Antimemetics Division.” ~ qntm, Sam Hughes, There Is No Antimemetics Division
“ Heart eyes. Hayden said I look at you with heart eyes.” Shane squirmed against his bedsheets. “When did he say that?” “At camp. I was staring at you and he said—” “Oh god.” Shane palmed his face. “He did not say that.” “Yes. Was probably true. I look at you and I am just...” Ilya opened and closed his fist several times in front of his chest. “My heart goes crazy” ~ Rachel Reid, The Long Game
“You know how you can remember exactly when and where you read certain books? A great novel, a truly great one, not only captures a particular fictional experience, it alters and intensifies the way you experience your own life while you’re reading it. And it preserves it, like a time capsule.” ~ Lily King, Heart the Lover
To watch things fall into place for me might have caused resentment in other fathers. Not James Crowe. Success, he explained in an interview I discovered years later ... was defined by something he learned from his own dad. Did you bring joy to your community? Did you put something back into the world? ~ Cameron Crowe, The Uncool
“The snail may leave a trail of slime behind him, but a little slime will do a man no harm, while if you dance with dragons, you must expect to burn.” ~ George R.R. Martin, A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms
“Oh my god, Carl. It’s porn. This is unauthorized derriere porn! The Donut Holes are an unauthorized fan group, and now they have merch! Merch that exploits my backside! Carl, do something!” “Donut,” I said. “It’s enchanted. He’s wearing it because it helps him. You can’t even see it.” “How would you like it if someone was wearing a shirt featuring your butthole, Carl?” “I don’t stick my butthole in everybody’s face when they’re trying to sit down and eat.” “Well, excuse me for showing affection. I mean really.” ~ Matt Dinniman, This Inevitable Ruin ( Dungeon Crawler Carl #7)
“Every part. I love all of you.” He blew a dark curl out of his eyes. “I’d spend the fortunes of the universe to protect you. I’d drain the seas dry. Fell every tree. I would sacrifice the sun from the fucking sky and surrender the stars, too, if I could. But those things aren’t mine to give. All I have is my life. It isn’t much, but I’d spend it and consider the price small if it meant keeping you safe.” ~ Callie Hart, Brimstone
This was the real sacrifice: giving up your own joy, the thing you maybe loved to do more than anything else on earth, so that your kid might experience it someday too. Might feel a bit of this joy himself. ~ Eric Puchner, Dream State
He stands before the fire, warming his rump. It is winter after all, and none of us are ever truly warm unless butted up to an open flame. ~ Ariel Lawhon, The Frozen River
“After you’ve cheated someone, you have no option but to turn that person into an ogre so as to justify your own misdeeds.” ~ Kiran Desai, The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny
“And in case you didn’t get the memo, I think the shit hit the fan and it’s all over the goddamn ceiling.” ~ Sequoia Nagamatsu, How High We Go in the Dark
“...maybe, at the end of the day, it’s not ... only about forgiveness. It’s about something deeper than that. Deeper than any limited understanding of being angry or hurt or deceived. Deeper than any understanding we may have of what we’ve gotten right and wrong. It’s about our effort. The effort is the thing, isn’t it? What effort will you make to be forgiven? What effort will you keep making, regardless of the cost, to show up for the people who need you?” ~ Laura Dave, The First Time I Saw Him
They were warned about what would happen with repeated exposure to this seamless earth. You will see, they were told, its fullness, its absence of borders except those between land and sea. You’ll see no countries, just a rolling indivisible globe which knows no possibility of separation, let alone war. And you’ll feel yourself pulled in two directions at once. Exhilaration, anxiety, rapture, depression, tenderness, anger, hope, despair. ~ Samantha Harvey, Orbital
“Let us lie here forever. Let us be buried as wild things are, by tooth and claw and worm. Let the grasses grow up through the sockets of our eyes. Let them find us in seven years or seventy, and let their brows furrow, because they cannot tell my bones from yours.” ~ Alix E. Harrow, The Everlasting
The regimes had learned, from watching how other autocratic systems were toppled, that compromise was death. They made no reforms. They promised nothing. They simply jailed, beat, harassed, and killed as many people as was necessary. ~ Ray Nayler, Where the Axe Is Buried
“I am here to do a job that never gets any easier. I’m here to stand up to those who have hurt me. I am here to reclaim my life.” ~ Virginia Roberts Giuffre, Nobody's Girl: A Memoir of Surviving Abuse and Fighting for Justice