“For a time, Lucy was silent. He looked out the window, his face bathed in golden light. Finally, he said, “Arthur?”
“Yes?”
“I love you too.”
Arthur smiled as fire bloomed in his chest. “I know.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
“Yes?”
“I love you too.”
Arthur smiled as fire bloomed in his chest. “I know.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
“You tell yourself it’s for the greater good, and it may very well be. Does that make it right?”
Lucy stared at Arthur with ancient eyes. “It’d make things easier.”
“Perhaps,” Arthur said. “But that doesn’t answer my question. Even if your intentions are pure, does eradicating free will to get the end result you desire make your actions right?”
Lucy hesitated. “I… don’t know?”
“And it’s okay not to know,” Arthur said. “It comes back to the idea of moral relativism.”
Lucy groaned, sounding so much like Linus that Arthur grinned.
“Yes, yes, it’s terribly inconsiderate of me to spring philosophy on you. I will do better in the future.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
Lucy stared at Arthur with ancient eyes. “It’d make things easier.”
“Perhaps,” Arthur said. “But that doesn’t answer my question. Even if your intentions are pure, does eradicating free will to get the end result you desire make your actions right?”
Lucy hesitated. “I… don’t know?”
“And it’s okay not to know,” Arthur said. “It comes back to the idea of moral relativism.”
Lucy groaned, sounding so much like Linus that Arthur grinned.
“Yes, yes, it’s terribly inconsiderate of me to spring philosophy on you. I will do better in the future.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
“So what do we do?”
“We live,” Arthur said.
“And if they try and take our children from us?”
“Then we fight.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
“We live,” Arthur said.
“And if they try and take our children from us?”
“Then we fight.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
“We have to trust them. And then we have to do the scariest thing of all: step back and hope for the best.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
“Linus crawled over the side of the rowboat, lying on his back in the sand, pulling piles of sand over to him and hugging them. “Oh, ground. My sweet, sweet ground. I’ll never take you for granted again.”
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
― Somewhere Beyond the Sea
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