“Hate was losing its emotional edge, becoming a common thing she lived with instead of a treasure she nursed.”
― The Book Eaters
― The Book Eaters
“Either everyone’s happy or no one is safe. But we’re never happy. So we’ll never be safe. Or put it this way: Either every culture is respected, or no one is safe. Either everyone has dignity or no one has it.”
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“Deer are the sad sacks of American wildlife, so beautiful, so defenseless, so numerous, so dim. Their chief predator is cars. They never seem to get it, about cars or anything else; or maybe they do, but they don’t have a good way to transmit what they learn to their kids, if they happen to get lucky and live past their youth. It’s important always to remember that even if they’re as common as rats, some kind of mammal weed, they are still beautiful wild animals, getting by on their own in a dangerous world. I always say hi when I see them, and try to remember to get the same thrill I would if I were to see someone unusual, like a wolverine. It’s hard, but it’s a habit you can build. Love your deer! Just fence your veggie garden really well.”
― The Ministry for the Future
― The Ministry for the Future
“It was always the same story, she thought tiredly. Just small, angry men, clinging to fading power. They feared living without privilege because they’d abused it against others, and were now terrified of suffering the same cruelty they’d routinely dealt out.”
― The Book Eaters
― The Book Eaters
“He had turned to the last page, which was mostly blank. Please elaborate here on any additional compliments or criticisms you may have of this teacher. Extra sheets of paper may be attached if necessary.
His pen hovered over the paper. Then he folded the sheet and pushed it aside.
"What," I said, "aren't you going to write anything?"
Henry took a sip of his tea. "How," he said, "can I possibly make the Dean of Students understand that there is a divinity in our midst?”
― The Secret History
His pen hovered over the paper. Then he folded the sheet and pushed it aside.
"What," I said, "aren't you going to write anything?"
Henry took a sip of his tea. "How," he said, "can I possibly make the Dean of Students understand that there is a divinity in our midst?”
― The Secret History
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