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Pg 32

So much of me is lost, memories simply blown aside like the leaves on the ground, and yet here I stand, remade.

For those who need a reminder to make every day count."

To everyone who sent me friend requests, I'm so sorry to have taken so long to respond. I would probably take more time to respond, but I'll get to them soon!

Sabaa is done with the ending of An Ember in the Ashes 4 and I'm so nervous after reading her post!

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I want all the good things for the characters! They deserve so good.

In every shared smile and laughter; In every silent prayer answered; In every opportunity that comes your way – may Allah bless you immensely! Eid Mubarak ❤

Pg 53

Are you spreading better or are you spreading bitter. And remember that what you choose to spread can make all the difference in the world.

Pg 461

In that hesitation between drawing breath and speaking, part of him wondered what would happen if he shed the patterns of history and spoke about himself as a man, about the Joe Miller who he’d known briefly, about the responsibility they all shared to tear down the images they held of one another and find the genuine, flawed, conflicted people they actually were.

It would have been a noble way to fail.

Pg 444

You can’t stop here, Holden said. You have to stop running and get on the right road.

Miller looked over his shoulder. The captain stood, real and not, where his inner Julie would have been.

Well, that’s interesting, Miller thought.

Pg 430

It was funny, he thought, how the ruins of the past shaped everything that came after. It seemed to work on all levels; one of the truths of the universe.

Pg 428

“She’s mine,” mindless Eros said. It had been stuck on the phrase for the better part of an hour. “She’s mine. She’s … mine.”

“Fine,” Miller muttered. “You can have her.”

Pg 427

“When you’re a cop,” he told Julie, repeating something he’d told every rookie he’d been partnered with in his career, “you don’t have the luxury of feeling things. You have to do the job.”

Pg 426

No rest for the wicked, Julie Mao said in his mind. No peace for the good.

Pg 422

because when you got right down to it, humans were still just curious monkeys. They still had to poke everything they found with a stick to see what it did.

Pg 413

“What are you doing there?” she asked. As if there were an answer for that. As if all his life could be summarized in answer to one simple question. He danced around what she meant and replied only to what she’d said.

Pg 401

If you had it to do again, she said. If you could do it all over from the beginning?

“I wouldn’t,” he said.

Pg 387

“You don’t really think that,” Miller said.

“Nah,” Diogo said, just as pleased with himself in admitting that the hope was fragile at best and probably false. “But don’t hurt to dream, que no?”

“You don’t think?” Miller said, and lay back.

Pg 383

“Stars are better off without us,” he said, but too softly for anyone but Julie to hear.

Pg 362

“It’s simple, Jim,” she said, reaching out for his hand and pulling him back toward her. She leaned across the table between them until their faces were almost touching. “It’s a yes or no question.”

“Yes.”

Pg 361

Holden leaned back in the booth and tried to remember to breathe. Naomi’s grin changed to pure mischief now, and one eyebrow went up.

“You okay, sailor?” she asked.
“I thought you were avoiding me,” he said once he was capable of speech.

Pg 361

“You’re cute when you’re being noble,” she said. “But you need to stare off
into the distance more.”

Pg 327

“Alex,” he said. “We didn’t pay for this ship. Feel free to use it up. If I get killed so you can save ammo, I am going to put a reprimand in your permanent file.”

Pg 320

Holden had once dated a Buddhist who said that death was merely a different state of being, and people only feared the unknown that lay behind that transition. Death without warning was preferable, as it removed all fear.

He felt he now had the counterargument.

Pg 307

Maybe that was why they were taxed to subsistence level. The bird was out of the cage, but you couldn’t let it stretch its wings too far or it might forget it belonged to you.

Pg 299

Holden frowned, angry lines at the corners of his mouth and eyes. Miller watched a little piece of the man’s idealism die and was sorry that it gave him joy.

Pg 297

“That’s your defense? ‘Not my powder keg; I just brought the match’?”

Pg 295

“You want a beer?” Amos asked.
“You’re having beer for breakfast?”
“Figure it’s dinner for you,” Amos said.

“It’s probably breakfast again,” Miller said.
“Want some beer for breakfast?” Amos asked.
“Sure.”

Pg 702

“Some truths,” he said, “are safest buried. Some castles best kept in the sky. There’s promise in tales that are yet to be spoken. In the shadow realm, known only to the few.”

Pg 694

“You do say the strangest things, sister.”

“The wisest are seldom appreciated in their time.”

Pg 689

“Your bones lie behind me. Nothing lies ahead. You are dead, and I an old man,” he murmured. “I resented you for such a long time, Jannart. I had been comfortable in the belief that I would die before you did. Perhaps I even tried to ensure it. I hated you—hated the memory of you—for leaving first. Leaving me.”

Pg 689

SEEK NOT THE MIDNIGHT SUN ON EARTH
BUT LOOK FOR IT WITHIN