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“Jay's not sure he believes in therapy. He definitely doesn't believe in closure. People aren't doors. They're whole floorplans, entire labyrinths, and the harder you try to escape, the more lost inside them you become.”

"I think she's getting closer. Even though she's already in the house. Even though she sits next to me on my bed.
Closer. That's the word I think of.
She used to stand in the closet and stare at me. The she came out. Then she started talking. Then she started asking."

“Dawn was lackluster, cold, pointless.”

And on that note, my kindle died on me. :(

" AI has the approximate brainpower of a worm."

“What kind of half-assed apocalypse are they running down there?” Amos said.

“Give ’em a break. It's their first.”

Lmao.

Nordic Noir fiction always, always, always features protagonists with almost the same personality traits, marital status, relationship issues, poor mental health, yadayadayada.

With every page turned is a new level of messed up. Oh man this isn't for the faint of heart.

Read a fifth of the book and I can say this is the most disturbing and sickening I've read this year. Wtf. As much as it is nauseating, I must say, it is addictive.

“That’s right—sometimes hell is us.”

“But what are we so afraid of? It’s not as if we’re going to peer in those darker corners, flip on the light, and find a bunch of cockroaches. Fireflies love the dark too. There’s beauty in those places. But we have to look in there to see it.”

“... between you and me—isn’t therapy, but a story about therapy: how we heal and where it leads us. Like in those National Geographic Channel shows that capture the embryonic development and birth of rare crocodiles, I want to capture the process in which humans, struggling to evolve, push against their shells until they quietly (but sometimes loudly) and slowly (but sometimes suddenly) crack open.”

“Oh, the luxury of lying in the fern night and the grass night and the night of susurrant, slumbrous voices weaving the dark together.” 🖤

“Douglas felt but did not feel the deep loam, listening, watchful. We're surrounded! He thought. It'll happen! What? He stopped. Come out, wherever you are, whatever your are! He cried silently.”

I think every kid has experienced this at least once but this is the first time I'm hearing -reading- about it.

“...les pieds traînants, la silhouette pénible à voir tant elle exprimait un détachement complet, un de ces découragements qui ne laissent plus place à la réaction.”

Same. Feeling just like that. Yep.

“Ce sont des choses dont on ne se vante pas, qui feraient sourire si on en parlait et qui, pourtant, demandent une certaine qualité d'heroïrisme.”

"Comics, mate. They rot your brain."
Ah the irony! LMAO.

“La doctrine fait naître l'unité de penser ; elle nous inspire une même manière de vivre et de mourir, et nous rend intrépides et inébranlables dans les malheurs et dans la mort.”

I see what you mean oh wise master Sun Tzu.

In a distant, faraway country called Menjalia...

The prose is beautiful but I feel like it's not for me...
Let's see...

"The edge of a blooming cheek is still in the view." ❤

Catherine is dumb and all but that poor soul knows it.
"She was heartily ashamed of her ignorance."

REDEEM THE TIME.