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“Alex?” Henry’s voice sounds scratchy and bewildered across the line. “Have you really rung me at three o’clock in the morning to make me listen to a turkey?”
“Yes, obviously,” Alex says. He glances at Cornbread and cringes. “Jesus Christ, it’s like they can see into your soul. Cornbread knows my sins, Henry. Cornbread knows what I have done, and he is here to make me atone.”
― Casey McQuiston, Red, White & Royal Blue

“I felt rather exhausted, and wondered, rather shocked at my callous thought, why old people were sometimes such a strain. Worse than young children or puppies because one had to be polite.”
― Daphne du Maurier, Rebecca

“I understand,” I say. I head back toward the airlock.
“You observe, question?” Rocky asks.
He watched me sleep, so it’s only fair he offer to let me watch him. I’m sure Earth scientists would jump all over the place to learn anything about what an Eridian sleeping looks like. But I finally have time to do some deep analysis of xenonite and I’m just dying to know how xenon bonds with other elements. If I can get any of my lab equipment to work in zero g, that is.
“Not necessary.”
“You observe, question?” he asks again.
“No.”
“Observe.”
“You want me to observe you sleep?”
“Yes. Want want want.”
Through unspoken agreement, a tripled word means extreme emphasis.”
― Andy Weir, Project Hail Mary

“Thank you so much for staying up and coming with me,” I said, squeezing my hands at my sides as I smiled at him. “I had a really good time.”
Aiden nodded, one corner of his mouth moved a millimeter, but it was a millimeter that could have moved a mountain. “Me too.”
I was too soft to be excited by that sliver of a smile. “Good night.”
“Night.”
― Mariana Zapata, The Wall of Winnipeg and Me