The Road
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The blackness he woke to on those nights was sightless and impenetrable. A blackness to hurt your ears with listening.
“Without me, she would not eat. Without her, I would not live.”
― Red Rising
― Red Rising
“When I first started writing, I hated myself for being so uncertain, about images, clauses, ideas, even the pen or journal I used. Everything I wrote began with maybe and perhaps and ended with I think or I believe. But my doubt is everywhere, Ma. Even when I know something to be so true as bone I fear the knowledge will dissolve, will not, despite my writing it, stay real.”
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“We'll go on the river. He looked at the old railroad tracks. Or we'll go that way. Or we'll walk on the highways now, and we'll have time to put things into ourselves. And some day, after it sets us in a long time, it'll come out on our hands and our mouths. And a lot of it will be wrong, but just enough of it will be right. We'll just start walking today and see the world and the way the world walks around and talks, the way it really looks. I want to see everything now. And while none of it will be me when it goes in, after a while, it'll all gather together inside and it'll be me.”
― Fahrenheit 451
― Fahrenheit 451
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