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THIS IS CRINGE AS FUUUUUCCKKK OH MY GODDDDDDD

“We never thought about what would happen to the things we created when they reached their end, did we?”

“Soldiers, policemen, nurses, men, women, children lay in pale decay, their detaching jaws contorting their faces into a mocking laugh as the American procession continued to move through.”

Japanese soldiers…noted the infamous 'Atomic sickness' and stayed clear of the city, choosing not even to defend the place…; instead they had taken positions in the hills around the ruins and left those remaining to die, lest their ailment was found to be contagious.
Now the only life in the city was the howling of the winds, and the rags that billowed in their wake.

Many who had survived the initial blast of the atomic bomb would not live to see the day, as their radiations and the radiation that had poisoned their bodies took its toll. Not Christian martyrs, but martyrs of Japan, announced Radio Tokyo; a testament to the murderous tendencies of the Americans, and why the fight that raged in the south was so crucial to preserving the future of Japan.

“The troops had been told not to expect a Christmas truce.
Though the battle for southern Kyushu, a war of relentless artillery, static advance, and mass slaughter for both sides had come to resemble the battlefields of northern France in 1914, neither side would choose to emerge to sing and pray and curse those who had sent them to this living hell to die for their own glory.”

Can we stop upskirting the literal 15 year old

…too delirious to understand why their guards reacted in horror at a single bomber, too weak to attempt to run for cover with them even if they had understood.
They and their captors died with the knowledge that there was nowhere to run.”

“Always in painful hunger as their skeletal bodies attempted to survive on the watery vegetable soup and the balls of rice that their captors would sometimes grant them, they now sat in cold, damp squalor in the centre of the city, as the B-29 Silverplate nicknamed Spook arrived overhead…

“Many had been threatened with death if they did not fight in the 'Volunteer' Fighting Corps, a chilling prelude of the junta's willingness to use their own population as human bullets, yet at the same time the population's unwillingness to play along with their apocalyptic visions.”

“What happens to everyone else when they die? Is it just like this the whole time? This isn’t fair! What have I been fighting for then?
Oh, it’s cold. I’m so cold and sleepy…my mind is going…I’m vanishing away…
I’m scared. This is frightening. I’m…going away…
Boss, friends, don’t die. There is no Valhalla. It’s all a lie.”

“Two legs, many legs, or none, I believe that it is language that will end up being our biggest feature in common with any alien civilization we encounter.”

“…natural selection and intelligent design are almost the same thing: the accumulation of good features and the rejection of bad ones.”

“Nowhere in space will we rest our eyes upon the familiar shapes of trees and plants, or any of the animals that shape our world.”

“Ironically, pollution is a sign of cosmic intelligence.”

“‘Saved?’The expression on her face was disturbingly inexpressive. Not a single tear came out now. “‘I want to die. And you won't be able to stop me forever.’”

“When a man is ashamed of himself and finds himself unmasked, there aren’t too many choices, Clarice. Suicide is the only way out.”

He’s homophobic. Cancel him 👎

“Better to serve as a light for science than be devoured by darkness, she must have thought.”

God damn

“I just want someone who holds on. Someone who won’t ever let me go, whatever tries to tear us apart. Is that too much to ask?”

“What if I never heard Molly’s voice ever again? What if I’ve lost her, along with the voices of everyone else on Earth?”

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Let it be known the first three words of this book are “I’m reading fanfiction”

“We’ve become comfortable with our tools and accustomed to our place. Now, we are staggering out of Plato’s Cave and will be thrust into the glaring light.”

“The band marched past, bright with scarves and ribbon skirts, batons twirling between instruments. A whole play of sound and motion, shaped by Earth’s gravity, by the exact characteristics of our atmosphere.”

STOP EXPLAINING THINGS

Did you really just say the word “upvoted”