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“I don’t know if our life has a purpose and I don’t see that it matters. What does matter is that we’re a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.”

I have full body chills 😭😭 Ursula my mfing goat nobodyyyyy is doing it like her

This is already reviving me Ursula I’m homeeeee

Chapter 15 was highly enjoyable, up until now I’ve been feeling pretty indifferent over this

”and you breathe at my pleasure.”

Ok Laurent u ate that lil one thing

Laurent and his blond hair and his blond lashes and his blue eyes and his blond hair his blue eyes the blonde hair the blue eyes the BLOND and BLUE

ugh don’t hate me but 🫣😶‍🌫️ unless the last 40% changes my mind, my opinion for this book is going to be unpopularrrrrrr

Ok back to this!

“The whores come out at midnight,” Eliot says, cutting the tip of a cigar. “And by whores, I mean me, myself, and I.”

I’m devouring this and it has nothing to do w the romance 🥲 I just love this family. Tom’s pov is hilarious. And Charlie oh my goodness… my favorite character in this fictional world (after Loren)

“Dude.” I rock on my feet in excitement. “You did not ask Charlie to record the script in audio for you.”
“I did.” He might as well be giggling.
I am having a giggling fit on the inside. “Please tell me he said yes this time.”

I can’t with these two 🤣😭😭

The banter is SO GOOD I’m dying 😭💀💀

Putting my current reads on pause for this AHHHHHHHH 👹👹👹👹👹

Laurent blushing oh I loved reading that 😂

Just by reading the first chapter, I can tell this is going to take me 1-2 months to finish 😅 but I really want to read this, so I’ll be reading other books alongside it 🌝

Ugh ok this might be too silly… but I’m tired of dnfing left and right 😩 (I’m going to dnf this)

Me rn: 🤭🍿

Unserious? Yes but in a good way

Everyone on my timeline is loving the sequel to this and I’m in the mood to giggle and kick my feet

Ugh the prose is nooooot good… and how are there going to be 5 mmcs and not ONE of them be my type 😔 ik there’s more to a story than that but what’s the point of a rh if the guys aren’t ur type 😩

Apparently one of the mmcs has rabies? 😭 imma just let the author cook

Without a doubt, this book will be ingrained in me for the rest of my life. I cant believe I’m almost done 🥲

“That the social conscience completely dominates the individual conscience, instead of striking a balance with it. We don’t cooperate—we obey. We fear being outcast, being called lazy, dysfunctional, egoizing. We fear our neighbor’s opinion more than we respect our own freedom of choice.”

I’m so philosophically and politically aligned with this book - IT’S AMAZING‼️

“He now understood why the army was organized as it was. It was indeed quite necessary. No rational form of organization would serve the purpose. He simply had not understood that the purpose was to enable men with machine guns to kill unarmed men and women easily and in great quantities when told to do so. Only he still could not see where courage, or manliness, or fitness entered in.”

just… soooooooooo incredible I’m mind-blown

This is just so smart. Every chapter has either given me an epiphany or put my own thoughts into the perfect words. I’m amazed amazed amazzzzzzed by Ursula and her brilliant mind. How was this published in the 70’s and still sooooo relevant today!!! A million stars.

Mannnn Ursula was ahead of her time 😭 what a fucking masterpiece

This basically being about a planet ruled by communism, one by capitalism, and another by socialism - with ambassadors from each planet communicating with eachother is just wooow 🍿 the political intrigue is so intelligently executed. I’m amazed and this is already 5 stars

I love how much this shits on capitalism 🚬🍸

One word to describe this book: Brilliance

“Then I saw…you see…I saw that you can’t do anything for anybody. We can’t save each other. Or ourselves.”

“What have you left, then? Isolation and despair! You’re denying brotherhood, Shevek!” the tall girl cried.

“No—no, I’m not. I’m trying to say what I think brotherhood really is. It begins—it begins in shared pain.”

Ursula’s prose is in my top 3 🥲🫠