bookhater17’s Reviews > Mason & Dixon > Status Update

“Upon the doorstep, horses waiting him in the Street, Mason grasps Dixon's Hand. ‘If they don't kill and eat me up there, shall we do this again?’

‘We must count upon becoming old Geezers together,’ Dixon proposes. They are looking directly at one another for the first time since either can remember.”

Sitting in the board room tearing up while I ignore my manager trying to call me on the work phone

“‘Five degrees. Twenty minutes out of a day's Turn. Time enough for all sorts of activities,- eat the wrong Fish, fall in love, sign an order that will alter History, take a Nap...? A globe-ful of people, and not one is ignorant of the worth of twenty minutes, each minute a Pearl, let slip, one after the next, into
Oblivion's Gulfs.’”

How it feels taking an extra 5 minutes on my paid break to watch reels

“Either Mason cannot admit there's a Class problem here, or, even this deeply compromised, he may yet somehow keep Faith that in the Service of the Heavens, dramatic Elevations of Earthly Position are to be expected of these Times, this Reign of Reason, by any reasonable man. Very well, ‘Mason, you are a Miller's Son. That can never satisfy them.’”