In the beginning there was the Skyworld. She fell like a maple seed, pirouetting on an autumn breeze.* A column of light streamed from a hole in the Skyworld,
“It came to her that this was why she had always shied away from human love. To give it was always to incur a growing obligation: someone else’s gratitude.”
― Playground
― Playground
“you couldn’t think your way to a physical place, you had to go there.”
― All Fours
― All Fours
“Stories are the excrement of time.”
― Martyr!
― Martyr!
“it seems to him that what they call civilization is, in truth, a storm in waiting. Powerful, protean and perfectly destructive, sooner or later it will burst free of its barriers and engulf everything in its insatiable path.”
― There Are Rivers in the Sky
― There Are Rivers in the Sky
“Do you want to talk about it?” asked Louise. Her standard opening—one she’d devised over all four summers—one that left no room for insistence that everything was fine.”
― The God of the Woods
― The God of the Woods
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