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My father is the hand of justice: He finds me guilty.
My mother is the hand of mercy: She finds me guilty but helps me realize why, when she's around.

if you could do what you do, but without any doubt?

still you long for what reality means to everyone else, even if it makes your world smaller. maybe /because/ it makes your world smaller.

for adam, it was what it always was: a fight between adam and himself, between adam and the world.

as soon as i opened this on my kindle i got so excited i started Sweating super hard and i had to spend like 5 minutes just literally physically freaking tf out over being reunited (not yet cause i literally was stuck giggling kicking my feet at the title page) w my favorite boy ever. anyways.

The faggots, it was noticed, are too quick to believe that the revolution had come and so too quick to celebrate. The vanguard demands that the revolution go on forever and so demands that the celebration only be planned, never enacted.

“Labas.” Grazina stirred next to him. “Is it tomorrow yet?”
“I think so,” Hai said, looking down at himself, still here.

he zipped his coat up to his chin. "sometimes i want to think about being good. but it doesn't choose me. it just doesn't. i'm no good at goodness".

"He wanted to tell her that the body was just this stupid little shovel we use to dig through the hours only to end up surrounded by more empty space than we know what to do with."

How strange to feel something so close to mercy, whatever that was, and stranger still that it should be found in here of all places, at the end of a road of ruined houses by a toxic river. That among a pile of salvaged trash, he would come closest to all he ever wanted to be: a consciousness sitting under a light-bulb reading his days away, warm and alone, alone and yet, somehow, still somebody's son.

"The hardest thing in the world is to live only once."

“There was a sound of vast emptiness, and all around me waves were hitting walls with a dull thud. I opened my eyes.”

hey so. might be a new favorite book of all time :) i cried

"In all these places I have stood in Doorways and looked ahead. I have never seen any indication that the World was coming to an End, but only the regular progression of Halls and Passageways into the Far Distance."