Manchee gets up from where he’s curled and follows me. When I sit down, he recurls by my legs and falls asleep, farting happily and giving a doggy sigh. Simple to be a dog. I.
Knowing the future is part of that future’s past. Perhaps the foreseen happens because we try to change it.
I am not your enemy, Todd Hewitt,” he says one more time. “Just tell me her name and this will all stop.” I.
Raising his eyes to look directly into Linus’s face was maybe the scariest thing he’d had to do all day long, but it was only the free-falling terror that always accompanied hope.
There aren’t any more treatments.” “I’m sorry, son,” his mum said, tears sneaking out of her eyes now, even though she kept up her smile. “I’ve never been more sorry about anything in my life.” Conor.
People see stories everywhere... That’s what my father used to say. We take random events and we put them together in a pattern so we can comfort ourselves with a story, no matter how much it obviously isn’t true.
Hope is terrifying, Viola,” he said. “No one wants to admit it, but it is.
You could pretty much eat dinner off the glare she gives me. “I’ll thank you not to talk to your elders that way, boy.
These thoughts start coming. They come all uninvited, don’t they?
Salvation is as easy as chicken wings, I guess.
He looks up and the loss in his Noise is so great it feels like i’m standing on the edge of an Abyss, that I’m about to fall down into him, into blackness so empty and lonely there’d never be a way out.
She’s always saying that being a leader is making the people you love hate you a little more each day.” She catches my eye. “Which is something I believe, too.
But you can’t make war personal,” I say, “or you’ll never make the right decisions.” “And if you didn’t make personal decisions, you wouldn’t be a person.
Every gay has to have their years in a huge coastal city. It’s like a law.
You did this to me,” I say, still trembling. “You put it in my head and made me–” “I did no such thing,” he says. “I merely showed you the path. You walked down it all by yourself.
The devil always outnumbers his foes,” he said. “Even if he is alone.
My parents believed that baby talk and avoiding topics was almost child abuse. That you’d end up raising swaddled little morons to send out into the world to be eaten alive. I preferred it when adults expected me to teach up to them rather than always leaning down to me.
Will the world end in darkness because it is foretold? Or because there will be those who believe it so strongly they will make it so? In the fear that I always try to hide in my heart, I wonder if there is even a difference.
That’s for the Captain to know,” Treasure snapped, and if my story makes her seem unpleasant and paranoid and a suck-up, that’s because she was unpleasant and paranoid and a suck-up.
There Are No Ends, Only Changes.