Philipp Maier

“Such a quintessentially Human thing, to express sorrow through apology.”
― Becky Chambers, The Long Way to a Small, Angry Planet

“Still. Something is missing. Something is off. So, how fucking spoiled am I, then? How fucking broken? What is wrong with me that I can have everything I could ever want and have ever asked for and still wake up in the morning feeling like every day is a slog?”
― Becky Chambers, A Psalm for the Wild-Built

“You know how it is; sometimes you just want to have a moment between yourself and a turtle and no one else.”
― Becky Chambers, A Prayer for the Crown-Shy

“They love as people can love only here, upon this rebellious and
tender star.

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Read about us and marvel!
You did not live in our time — be sorry!
We were guests of the earth for one evening only.
We loved, we destroyed, we lived in the hour of our death.
But overhead stood the eternal stars,
And under them we begot you.

In your eyes our longing still burns,
In your words our revolt reverberates yet
Far into the night, and into the ages, the ages, we have scattered
The sparks of our extinguished life.”
― Ilya Ehrenburg