“I think you write because it’s easier than talking,”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
“You never hate someone that much unless you’re afraid of him.”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
“wafting through the open door of a brightly lit office down the musty, darkened corridor of the backstage.”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
“The light in the darkness, as Stephen explained it, did not chase away the shadows of fear and regret: It merely illuminated the fears worth fighting. It lit the paths dictated by fate and choice, rather than casting a celestial glow on the way to a better and more perfect world. Although”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
“Why do these people like pain so much?”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
“She did not feel she could be a writer because she lacked the courage to let anyone read her words. When”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
“Come on . . .” Stephen called back over his shoulder.”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
“Maybe Jeff Haugh wouldn’t speak to him in school that day. But it wouldn’t matter. Stephen stared out over his ice-shrouded neighborhood and realized that what had happened the previous night was inviolable; it could not be taken from him the way his childhood had been. Jeff Haugh’s arms and lips had held him, and no words or actions could undo that. Jeff Haugh. Stephen rolled the name back and forth in his head. He found himself unable to think of him as just Jeff. His full name seemed more appropriate. With Jeff Haugh in his history, Stephen would always be part of something beyond his window. He”
― Christopher Rice, quote from A Density of Souls
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“Celaena?” Sam asked into the dark. “Should I worry about going to sleep?”
She blinked, then laughed under her breath. At least Sam took her threats somewhat seriously.”
― Sarah J. Maas, quote from The Assassin and the Pirate Lord
“For as soon as the distribution of labour comes into being, each man has a particular, exclusive sphere of activity, which is forced upon him and from which he cannot escape. He is a hunter, a fisherman, a herdsman, or a critical critic, and must remain so if he does not want to lose his means of livelihood; while in communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity but each can become accomplished in any branch he wishes, society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, herdsman or critic.”
― Karl Marx, quote from The German Ideology
“States are not populated in accordance with the natural progression of propagation, but by virtue of their industry, their products, and their different institutions.… Men multiply like the yields from the ground and in proportion to the advantages and resources they find in their labors.”
― Michel Foucault, quote from The History of Sexuality, Volume 1: An Introduction
“It's true," He whispered.
Suddenly, I was aware of how close we were standing, so close I could touch the square of his jaw or the chiseled planes of his face.
"What's true?"
"You are as beautiful as I remembered. Nefer," he said, and his breath came quickly. "Perhaps you want to simply remain my friend, but when I was gone, all I could think about was you. When I was supposed to be thinking about the rebellion, or how my men would find fresh water in the desert, all I could think of was how you wanted to be hidden away in the Temple of Hathor. Nefer," he said passionately, "you can't be a priestess."
I wanted to close my eyes and step into the shelter of his embrace, but beyond the column the entire court was gathering.
"But if I'm not to be a priestess," I asked him, "where will my place be in Thebes?" I held my breath, waiting for the right answer to come, willing it into his heart. Then he took me in his arms and brushed his lips against mine.
"With me," he said firmly. "As my queen.”
― Michelle Moran, quote from The Heretic Queen
“She smelled like herself, like the wind through a tree.”
― Junot Díaz, quote from Drown
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