“A librarian can’t live by books alone, and I wouldn’t eat them if I could. Feel too much like cannibalism.”
“For the first time ever, I felt ashamed of my species. The volcano had taken our homes, our food, our automobiles, and our airplanes, but it hadn't taken our humanity. No, we'd given that up on our own.”
“Hunger of choice is a painful luxury; hunger of necessity is terrifying torture.”
“The few trees still upright were stripped of their branches, lonely flagpoles without a nation to claim them.”
“Condoms instantly shot to the number-one position on my mental list of must-find survival supplies, far ahead of food, water, and a way across the Mississippi River.”
“I used to think that teachers who gave homework on weekends should be forced to grade papers for an eternity in hell.”
“I didn't care much for being called stupid and softhearted. But the boyfriend bit I could live with.”
“So I thought I’d feel different afterward, after the visible neon sign proclaiming 'virgin' had blinked out on my forehead. I’d spent years obessessing about it, so it seemed like somthing should have changed. Maybe it would have if I’d still been at Ceder Falls High School surrounded by the gossip and the braggadocio of teenage boys. But on my uncle's farm, nobody noticed, or at least nobody said anything. The next day, like every day, we dug corn, chopped wood, and carried water. And it didn’t really change much between Darla and me, either. Yes, making love was fun, but it wasn’t really any more fun than anything we’d already been doing together. Just different.”
“I wanted, needed to see her so badly that it woke me up at night.”
“The next few hours were, well, how to describe it? Ask someone to lock you in a box with no light, nobody to talk to, and then have them beat on it with a tree limb to make a hideous sound. Do that for hours, and if you're still not bat-shit crazy, you'll know how we felt.”
“But even more than I wanted to check out and give my emotional wounds time to scab over, I wanted to live.”
“The most important part of seeing Darla every night wasn’t the fooling around. It was the few minutes we talked while holding each other, the feeling of security I got with her, the feeling of being understood and loved. Before the eruption, I wouldn’t have believed that I could cuddle up every night with the girl who starred in my dreams and not be totally preoccupied with sex. But the trek across Iowa had changed something. I wanted, needed to see her so badly that it woke me up at night. But making out was incidental to my need – nice when it happened, but secondary to the simple pleasure of sleeping beside her.”
“But unlike thunder, this didn’t stop. It went on and on, machine-gun style, as if Zeus had loaded his bolts into an M60 with an inexhaustible ammo crate.”
“I didn't say anything - just held up my hands and shuffled backward toward the door. Antagonizing a little old lady holding a shotgun seemed like a very bad idea.”
“I felt bad about dirtying their comforter with my nasty clothes, but who knew what might happen later. If something else bizarre went down and I had to run, I sure didn’t want to do it butt naked.”
“Maybe we were ghosts of a sort, spirits from the world that had died when the volcano erupted.”
“the pre-friday world of school, cell phones, and refrigerators dissolved into this post-friday world of ash, darkness, and hunger.”
“Then, we waited. Waited for the noise to end. Waited for the house to fall on our heads. Waited for something, anything to change.”
“I hate to disappoint, but I just lay there, curled in a ball, shaking in pure terror.”
“That whiff of smoke was enough to transform my sithere-trembling terror into get-the-hell-out-of-here terror.”
“I was glad nobody had noticed.I might have been offended if my uncle had punched me in the shoulder and said something inane like, "so you`re a man now.”
“I'd never heard any noise quite so welcome as the click that a shotgun made when it wasn't killing me.”
“A librarian can’t live by books alone, and I wouldn’t eat them if I could. Feel too much like cannibalism.”
“The bookcase was filled with computer games, history books, and sci-fi novels in about equal proportions. Odd reading choices, maybe, but I just thought of it as past and future history.”
“I'd spent almost every minute with Darla for the last five weeks; being separated was … uncomfortable. It felt a bit like being naked in a room full of clothed people.”
“Darla had been doing something by the fire. Now she returned and began stripping the blanket off me. I grabbed it before she could pull it away from my groin, to preserve my modesty.
"Let go. There's nothing there I haven't seen. Who do you think undressed you, anyway? And honestly, I've seen better equipment on goats.”
“When I first saw you in your barn, I thought you were an angel.”
“If your master demands loyalty, give him integrity. But if he demands integrity, then give him loyalty.”
“Joy is the reward, really, of seeking to give joy to others. When you show compassion, when you show caring, when you show love to others, do things for others, in a wonderful way you have a deep joy that you can get in no other way. You can’t buy it with money. You can be the richest person on Earth, but if you care only about yourself, I can bet my bottom dollar you will not be happy and joyful. But when you are caring, compassionate, more concerned about the welfare of others than about your own, wonderfully, wonderfully, you suddenly feel a warm glow in your heart, because you have, in fact, wiped the tears from the eyes of another. “Why”
“In 1896 the newspaperwoman Nellie Bly asked Susan B. Anthony if she’d ever been in love. Her answer: “Bless you, Nellie, I’ve been in love a thousand times! But I never loved any one so much that I thought it would last. In fact, I never felt I could give up my life of freedom to become a man’s housekeeper.”
“Now, we are becoming the men we wanted to marry. Once, women were trained to marry a doctor, not be one.”
“His jumpsuit was white, and on the back were the letters D and R printed in black. They stood for “death row”. Mars had equated it to a snake’s rattle, warning folks to stay the hell away.”
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