On the Same Page

“Whatever he was made of — stardust or ash or life or death — would be gone.
Not with a bang, but with a whimper.
In with gunfire and out with smoke.
And August wasn’t ready to die.
Even if surviving wasn’t simple, or easy, or fair.
Even if he could never be human.
He wanted the chance to matter.
He wanted to live.”
― Victoria Schwab, This Savage Song

“The older I get, the less I understand.”
― Blake Crouch, Dark Matter

“What do your crazy speciests do?” Kizzy asked.
Sissix shrugged. “Live on gated farms and have private orgies.”
“How is that any different than what the rest of you do?”
“We don’t have gates and anybody can come to our orgies.”
― Becky Chambers, The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet

“Suspicion leads to bias, and bias doesn't lead to truth.”
― Blake Crouch, Dark Matter