Wendy Wimmer > Quotes

“Normally, you don’t think about how many times you do laps. If you do, you start to get a little dizzy, go all Camus about the futility
of the situation. Your laces on the right side start to get loose from always turning against them. Normally I switch it up, do a little fancy
footwork and skate backward for a bit, but what if that messed up the youth magic? What if I sped up time instead of reversing it
and my face melted off like the Nazis when they opened the Ark of the Covenant?”
― Wendy Wimmer, Entry Level

“Normally, you don’t think about how many times you do laps. If you do, you start to get a little dizzy, go all Camus about the futility of the situation. Your laces on the right side start to get loose from always turning against them. Normally I switch it up, do a little fancy footwork and skate backward for a bit, but what if that messed up the youth magic? What if I sped up time instead of reversing it and my face melted off like the Nazis when they opened the Ark of the Covenant?”
― Wendy Wimmer, Entry Level

“Sometimes Evelyn got stuck on a word, using it for everything until it started to mean nothing and everything. This week, it was “world.” Everything was the world. The world was everything. It made sense from that vantage point, but the previous week, it had been “wax,” which had the bonus quality of being both a noun and a verb. I waxed her breakfast of wax and then had the wax to give her wax when she really wanted the world. World? Whirled. Whorled. Were Eld. Was she working her way through the dictionary? It was like the language of flowers, a song heard in a different lifetime.”
― Wendy Wimmer, Entry Level