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“Monkey silently appeared by the table next to the old man and stood there for a while, putting her furry little paws on the table. Suddenly, in a completely childlike manner, she leaned against the corpse and put her head on his shoulder. And Noonan, continuing to chatter, looked at these two monstrous offspring of the Zone and thought, My Lord, what else do we need? What else has to be done to us, so it finally gets through? Is this really not enough? He knew that it wasn’t enough. He knew that billions and billions didn’t know a thing and didn’t want to know and, even if they did find out, would act horrified for ten minutes and immediately forget all about it. I’ll get wasted, he thought savagely.”
― Arkady Strugatsky, Roadside Picnic

“So what was his life? Look out there at all the ten million things life can be, and tell yourself which are yours, and which you will never do. And there was the agony of it; so much he wanted to do, and so little he could do. Why wasn’t he content to be what he was? After all, look at it rationally. He was one in ten thousand already.”
― Don Carpenter, Hard Rain Falling

“Minor thinks he’s right, is the thing, and if you think you’re right, lot of times it gives you breathing room to do whatever the fuck you want in the name of some supposed justice.”
― Keith Rosson, Coffin Moon

“To love someone well is to know their small noises, and to hear home in them. This is not a small thing on foreign soil.”
― Christopher Buehlman, The Daughters' War