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The industrial age had only just begun; the planet had reached its Best Before date.

Stuff Braxton. Stuff Goliath and stuff Jack Schmitt. Some things are more important than rules and regulations.

Cash is always the deciding factor in such matters of moral politics; nothing ever gets done unless motivated by commerce or greed.

—are we sure Goliath doesn’t start with an A and end with an N?—

But none of them feel their souls fraying at the edges, torn between three worlds…Quercu does. Her acknowledgment breaks the Changeling’s composure more than anything else. He broke me too, she quietly means.

Saving one lost child may not seem like it matters in the grand scheme of the universe, but it will matter to her.

If the best you can do is claim minor victories against the dark, that is enough.

All music has power. It’s a universal language.

Judgement comes in the form of a hug.

Why must it hurt to be known?

We need never be hopeless, because we cannot be irreparably broken.

We had to forgive to survive the labyrinth.

“After all this time, it still seems to me like straight and fast is the only way out—but I choose the labyrinth. The labyrinth blows, but I choose it.”

And that was it. She didn’t leave me enough to discover her, but she left me left me enough to rediscover the Great Perhaps.

“Don’t ever do anything like that again,” he said. “But, Lord, ‘subverting the patriarchal paradigm’—it’s like she wrote the speech.” He smiled and closed the door. (Loved this part so much I cried)

When you stopped wishing things wouldn’t fall apart, you’d stop suffering when they did.

Everything that comes together falls apart.

There is no best and no worst, that those judgments have no real meaning because there is only what is

If I had cared about her as I should have, as I thought I did, how could I have let her go?

How will we ever get out of this labyrinth of suffering? Everybody who has ever lost their way in life has felt the nagging insistence of that question.

But more than the noiselessness of everyone else was the silence where she should have been

That is the fear: I have lost something important, and I cannot find it, and I need it.

I just put my hand on the back of his head and say the only true thing. “I’m sorry, too.”

I wanted to be one of those people who have streaks to maintain, who scorch the ground with their intensity. But for now, at least I knew such people, and they needed me, just like comets need tails.

I’d never been religious, but he told us religion is important whether or not we believed in one, in the same way that historical events are important whether or not you personally lived through them.

I must talk, and you must listen, for we are engaged here in the most important pursuit in history: the search for meaning.

Her white dress trailed behind her, sticking to her dark skin, clinging to her like life does to things that are dying.

I think we’re all made up of different paths, different possibilities of ourselves. Our inner soul, the eternal part of us, never changes, but perhaps it manifests in different forms and ways throughout our lives.

Each day had been a new adventure, joy, and excitement. But in all its shiny newness, had he forgotten to feel…something else?

Sometimes it takes moving away from something to truly see it.

Books are made to be read. The only real damage you could do to them is let them rot on a shelf.