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“What has prepared Heather for her life in the Burrow?
Sleep, being hit over the head once in sixth grade and losing consciousness for a minute, waking up to find out someone had pushed her off the swings.
A life made of air”
― The Sleep Garden
Sleep, being hit over the head once in sixth grade and losing consciousness for a minute, waking up to find out someone had pushed her off the swings.
A life made of air”
― The Sleep Garden
“Sometimes Raymond wonders what it is like to be a duck: What is it like to have a facial expression so frozen that no one, not even another duck, can tell if you are in pain?
It must be safe in one way, but then sooner or later the hunters come along and say to each other:"Hey, look at those birds out there, bobbing on the pond. We can shoot them because they can't feel emotion."
But that's not true, Raymond thinks. Not even a little bit.”
― The Sleep Garden
It must be safe in one way, but then sooner or later the hunters come along and say to each other:"Hey, look at those birds out there, bobbing on the pond. We can shoot them because they can't feel emotion."
But that's not true, Raymond thinks. Not even a little bit.”
― The Sleep Garden
“Twilight souls, caught somewhere between dark and light, knowing and unknowing. Neither one thing nor another. A crossbreed race.”
― The Sleep Garden
― The Sleep Garden
“And there is something troubling about the Burrow, something hard to name, maybe something about the low shadow it casts on the vacant lot around sunset, or maybe the smell of its walls after a November rain, so maybe the children-bless them-are right to keep their distance”
― The Sleep Garden
― The Sleep Garden
“So while it was clear that Raymond had a vision, Jeffery still had a hard time working out precisely what vision that might be.
Is he a genius or a complete idiot?
And, for that matter, what would you call Jeffery for thinking all of this?”
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Is he a genius or a complete idiot?
And, for that matter, what would you call Jeffery for thinking all of this?”
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“Meanwhile:outside the Burrow, new shoots of trees, new wood, reach out of the ground, toward air, toward sun, toward something they can't actually see, something they have no way to be sure is even there.”
― The Sleep Garden
― The Sleep Garden
“Lives like sponges:half sponge, half filled with something else.”
― The Sleep Garden
― The Sleep Garden




