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He’d not stop to think about his friends falling around him, would not see the humanity oozing from them, soft and raw. … He’d go forth in this horde of men, kill if he must kill, but if he were to die, it would be with Brahms's strings reverberating in his mind.

You wear your emotions everywhere—on your face, in your words, in the way you move. But it's not because you can't hide it. You just don't want to.

“Seven-year-old Suji wandered through the arteries of the longtang, a bun M’ma had given her half-bitten in her hand.”

“Suji’s body grew still as she listened to it, even as some hidden part of her was pulled along as the notes rose and fell, as the tempo slowed down or sped up or took an unexpected turn. She had the sensation of being carried down a river, but not in a scary way…”

“He ignored the grief lapping at the edge of his skull and focused on the freedom he felt in being able to make a mess. This is joy, he told himself as he took another bite.”

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Beautiful prose but the 3-page paras are killing me

making this book my before-bed read is exposure therapy

taking a break bc sad

still loving :)

I am looooving this

not sure how I feel about the second person

“‘Explore me,' you said and I collected my ropes, flasks and maps, expecting to be back home soon. I dropped into the mass of you and I cannot find the way out. Sometimes I think I'm free, coughed up like Jonah from the whale, but then I turn a corner and recognise myself again. Myself in your skin, myself lodged in your bones … That is how I know you. You are what I know.”

“I was sitting on the bench smiling soaked to the skin. I wasn’t happy but the power of memory is such that it can lift reality for a time. Or is memory the more real place?”