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“And though I knew the complexity of our fate couldn’t be reduced to a single sheet of paper, she nonetheless had a point: Evil expressed itself through administrative language.”
― Aria Aber, Good Girl

“The Milky Way is a smoking trail of gunpowder shot through a satin sky.”
― Samantha Harvey, Orbital

“We send out the Voyager probes into interstellar space in a big-hearted fanciful spasm of hope. Two capsules from earth containing images and songs just waiting to be found in – who knows – tens or hundreds of thousands of years if all goes well. Otherwise millions or billions, or not at all. Meanwhile we begin to listen. We scan the reaches for radio waves. Nothing answers. We keep on scanning for decades and decades. Nothing answers. We make wishful and fearful projections through books, films and the like about how it might look, this alien life, when it finally makes contact. But it doesn’t make contact and we suspect in truth that it never will. It’s not even out there, we think. Why bother waiting when there’s nothing there? And now maybe humankind is in the late smash-it-all-up teenage stage of self-harm and nihilism, because we didn’t ask to be alive, we didn’t ask to inherit an earth to look after, and we didn’t ask to be so completely unjustly darkly alone.”
― Samantha Harvey, Orbital

“When a firefly dies, they can send out a signal even after they're gone.”
― Silvia Park, Luminous