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“I realize, at first glance, that the idea of writing one’s own obituary while still alive may sound morbid. It’s not, though. I promise you. It’s a needed reminder of who you are, of what truly matters. Because it’s your life and there’s still time to write it.”

“It helps, I told myself, to be human in the first place.”

“If there is a hell, and I’m pretty sure there is, I’m going there. Watch it end up being these creatures’ home world.”

“This may not seem ordinary to you now, but after a time it will. It will become ordinary.”

“We were a society dying of too much choice.”

“There is more than one kind of freedom… Freedom to and freedom from. In the days of anarchy, it was freedom to. Now you are being given freedom from. Don’t underrate it.”

“I’m ravenous for news, any kind of news; even if it’s false news, it must mean something.”

“There is no god here. There is only the devil, the all-consuming fire of a raging star, and the infinite blackness.”

“There’s nothing more bracing than the edge of death, nothing more satisfactory than another moment of survival.”

“Insects are nature’s little cogs that keep the world turning.”

“I’m afraid everything I was is gone and all that’s left is everything I’m not.”

“The dead are at the mercy of what’s happened to them, but we still have choices.”

“That’s the apocalypse, right? One big existential crisis.”

“It is a symphony of death, a masterpiece of hellish design, raw will.”

“They like the dark.”

“We are all eaters of souls.”

“Listen closely. This is not a test.”

“Seconds are critical. You can lose everything in seconds.”

“The way the morning started it was only ever going to end like this, drenched in someone else’s life.”

“Why does our species always have to take our full measure of God-given misery and terror and mortality and then make it worse?”

“In the midst of life we are in death.”

“It’s as if there’s some dark God who wants to torment us.”

“At last, the forest went quiet.
The trees whispered amongst themselves.
The darkness had gone.”

“They’d come to a dead end in the cold and the dark.”

“Some people believed in ghosts, and he had always wanted to, but this wasn’t anything as simple, as quiet, as a haunting.”

“Stories don’t end. They just turn into new beginnings.”

“Where you go when you leave isn’t as important as where you go when you come home.”

“Why do you spit on your roots?”