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“Neither could’ve guessed the wildness that falling in love would unleash.”

brb processing the Project Hail Mary movie (SO FRICKEN GOOD)

“They don’t preach about it in the churches. Christ said nothing about stones, and bricks, and walls, the love that a man can bear for his plot of earth, his soul, his little kingdom.”

“Whenever I walked in Manderley, whenever I sat, even in my thoughts and dreams, I met Rebecca.”

“I could picture them saying to one another as they drive away. My dear, what a dull girl. She scarcely opened her mouth, and then the sentence I had first heard upon Beatrice’s lips, haunting me ever since, a sentence I read in every eye, on every tongue—She’s so different to Rebecca.”

“The art of provocation was unknown to me, and I would sit with his map upon my lap, the wind blowing my dull, lanky hair, happy in his silence yet eager for his words.”

“I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden too, whatever the poets may say.”

this book is so good already, i mean w o w

“I looked upon a desolate shell, soulless at last, unhaunted, with no whisper of the past about its staring walls.” — of Manderley

“It’s hard to see who I am when I am lost in what’s expected of me.”

“You know what I think?” he murmured. “I think you like that I’m a bad knight. It’s why you feel so righteous, flaying me with your tongue.”

“She said that girls bear the pain of drowning better, and that sick ones always wake strange, special. And new.”

“Your—no. We’re getting your shoes, Diviner. You can’t go trudging through the kingdom like a bloody sprite, barefoot and—“

“And I thought maybe that’s where all the warmth of him lived. In the fervid, coal-stoked depths of his voice.”

I feel like I’m just reading descriptions 😵‍💫

“But my mind is still elsewhere, still gnawing on the idea of him torn apart, reduced to something raw and bloody and powerless, to just meat.”

“I’ve worn the collar, the leash, the obedience like a costume stitched into my body, but this isn’t a game anymore.”

good god, it’s been six months? 😵‍💫

“As we waited for my mutant cat to emerge from her blob, I examined my other loot.”

alright ok, lots of lore. off to a very quick start

“All I ever wanted was freedom, all I wanted was to know that my life wasn’t moving towards this dead end, but I knew it was, ever since I was twelve years old. I knew the shape of my life before I even understood what it meant.”

“All my life I’ve been told I can only be complete if I grow something inside of me and bring it into the world.”

“As I lay there I thought about what the lottery might have seen or not seen inside me. What had been recorded and observed and commented upon for my whole life.”

“My body was the only ocean they had ever known.” — of motherhood

“We were so careless with our girls. Defence was a learned behaviour. I had learned it. I was passing it on.”

“I was thinking only of goodness, and how far away it felt from me. Goodness was a country I could not get to. Goodness did not live in hotel rooms. Goodness was a state of permanence, not like the varying states of my body as it now existed.”

“What made a father? What made a mother? What was the thing I was lacking?”

“If you were a blue-ticket your life could change at any time, you could make it change at any time, and we were alternately complacent and anxious about the possibilities contained within that freedom.”

“I was forever amazed at the place your mind could compel your body to go. It didn’t feel strictly possible that they could act in such opposition, but then the proof was everywhere.”

“Be careful in your wanting was a slogan written on the wall of the clinic. I must have read it five hundred times over that one year alone. My legs swinging back and forth on the orange plastic chair of the waiting room.”