“I have been speaking to you all of your life. In the gurgle of a tide pool, I breathed myself into you. I drew you down from the trees and I lifted you onto your feet. I freed your hands to become your tools so that you would cradle me in my old age, but you have turned on me. My strongest warrior for life, you have been transformed into an insatiable messenger of death. Only a few of my children are still listening when I howl to them, crying in the night, sending the oceans in great surges to cleanse my land — to cleanse, and to warn you who no longer listen. I WILL BE HEARD.”
— Sarah Warden
“It’s degrading being routinely subjected to a battery of medical tests to ensure I continue to deserve a place in this new world.”
— Siobhan Davis
“Everybody stood dead still. It was as if now that we were about to get out of the Tower for the first time since the flood, we were scared, like we were crossing some line that we wouldn’t be able to uncross.–Greenleigh”
— B.E. Scully
“It had been along time since I breached the surface of the world above. My parents wouldn’t allow it. So as far as I knew, the survivors that remained were savages. I’d seen a few things before our colony was built and most of the inhabitants left ran wildly through the bare, desert terrain, filth covering them from head to toe, bones protruding their leathery skin, and foam dripping from their mouths in search of one thing…Nourishment.”
— Lauren Hammond
“I would cry if I could, but instead I just feel my heart rip apart.”
— Siobhan Davis
“Feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation.”
— Aldous Huxley
“But a thought swarmed in me; what if he, this yellow-eyed being – in his ridiculous, dirty bundle of trees, in his uncalculated life – is happier than us?”
— Yevgeny Zamyatin
“You pays your money and you takes your choice.”
— Aldous Huxley
“Generalities are intellectually necessary evils.”
— Aldous Huxley
“They walked through the rainy dark like gaunt ghosts, and Garraty didn’t like to look at them. They were the walking dead.”
— Stephen King
“Are you in any pain? (Ariana Skyee)Only my heart. (Cal Remus)”
— Siobhan Davis
“Biking up the same mile-and-a-half long asphalt hill is so much harder when I know that at the end of the journey I’ll either be an outlaw, or I’ll be dead.”
— E.J. Squires
“When I watched you dancing that day, I saw something else. I saw a new world coming rapidly. More scientific, efficient, yes. More cures for the old sicknesses. Very good. But a harsh, cruel world. And I saw a little girl, her eyes tightly closed, holding to her breast the old kind world, one that she knew in her heart could not remain, and she was holding it and pleading, never to let her go. That is what I saw. It wasn’t really you, what you were doing, I know that. But I saw you and it broke my heart.”
— Kazuo Ishiguro
“… Remember that forgiveness too is a power. To beg for it is a power, and to withold or bestow it is a power, perhaps the greatest.”
— Margaret Atwood
“Pluto claimed that in ancient times, all humans had been a combination of male and female. Each person had two heads, four arms, four legs. Supposedly, these combo-humans had been so powerful they made the gods uneasy, so Zeus split them in half – man and woman. Ever since, humans had felt incomplete. They spent their whole lives searching for their other halves.”
— Rick Riordan
“When you stop being owned by your emotions you’ll stop feeling vulnerable to people. ~ Remiel”
— Aria J. Wolfe
“I am chaos in this ordered society, the flaw in a carefully wrought plan. I am turbulence in the queen’s eternal river.”
— Eugie Foster
“I would rather never make a penny on book sales and know that many had derived some fair pleasure from my writing, than to know that very few had ever taken a chance on my work. I certainly won’t last forever, but I’d love to think that my imagination will continue to surface in the minds of others.”
— Eric Diehl
“I had evolved a year too soon, and it nearly broke me”
— Carlyle Labuschagne
“That what?” “That I knew i misjudged you. That you love him. I’m not saying In what way. Maybe you don’t know yourself. But anyone paying attention could see how much you care about him,” he says gently.”
— Suzanne Collins
“It’s time, Perry”. He let her go. She took a step back, taking in his face one last time. His green eyes. The bend in his nose and the scars on his cheek. All the tiny inperfections that made him beautiful. Without a word, she turned and made her way downhill.”
— Veronica Rossi