“We're more than the sum total of our choices, that all the paths we might have taken factor somehow into the math of our identity.”
“No one tells you it’s all about to change, to be taken away. There’s no proximity alert, no indication that you’re standing on the precipice. And maybe that’s what makes tragedy so tragic. Not just what happens, but how it happens: a sucker punch that comes at you out of nowhere, when you’re least expecting it. No time to flinch or brace.”
“He says, “Every moment, every breath, contains a choice. But life is imperfect. We make the wrong choices. So we end up living in a state of perpetual regret, and is there anything worse? I built something that could actually eradicate regret. Let you find worlds where you made the right choice.” Daniela says, “Life doesn’t work that way. You live with your choices and learn. You don’t cheat the system.”
“If you strip away all the trappings of personality and lifestyle, what are the core components that make me me?”
“It's terrifying when you consider that every thought we have, every choice we could possibly make, branches off into a new world.”
“We're all just wandering through the tundra of our existence, assigning value to worthlessness, when all that we love and hate, all we believe in and fight for and kill for and die for is as meaningless as images projected onto Plexiglass.”
“Imagine you’re a fish, swimming in a pond. You can move forward and back, side to side, but never up out of the water. If someone were standing beside the pond, watching you, you’d have no idea they were there. To you, that little pond is an entire universe. Now imagine that someone reaches down and lifts you out of the pond. You see that what you thought was the entire world is only a small pool. You see other ponds. Trees. The sky above. You realize you’re a part of a much larger and more mysterious reality than you had ever dreamed of.”
“As long as I'm with you, I know exactly who I am.”
“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.”
“I’ve always known, on a purely intellectual level, that our separateness and isolation are an illusion. We’re all made of the same thing—the blown-out pieces of matter formed in the fires of dead stars.”
“We all live day to day completely oblivious to the fact that we’re a part of a much larger and stranger reality than we can possibly imagine.”
“For anyone who has wondered what their life might look like at the end of the road not taken.”
“If there are infinite worlds, how do I find the one that is uniquely, specifically mine?”
“Is it possible to outthink yourself?”
“I can’t help thinking that we’re more than the sum total of our choices, that all the paths we might have taken factor somehow into the math of our identity.”
“When you write something, you focus your full attention on it. It’s almost impossible to write one thing while thinking about another. The act of putting it on paper keeps your thoughts and intentions aligned.”
“The box isn't all that different from life. If you go in with fear, fear is what you'll find.”
“Until everything topples, we have no idea what we actually have, how precariously and perfectly it all hangs together.”
“It's the beautiful thing about youth.
there's a weightlessness that permeates everything because no damning choices have been made, no paths committed to ,and the road forking out ahead is pure,unlimited potential.”
“Nothing exists. All is a dream. God—man—the world—the sun, the moon, the wilderness of stars—a dream, all a dream; they have no existence. Nothing exists save empty space—and you…. And you are not you—you have no body, no blood, no bones, you are but a thought.”
“Suspicion leads to bias, and bias doesn't lead to truth.”
“I've seen so many versions of you. With me. Without me. Artist. Teacher. Graphic designer. But it's all, in the end, just life. We see it macro, like one big story, but when you're in it, it's all just day-to-day, right? And isn't that what you have to make your peace with?”
“The older I get, the less I understand.”
“It’s like we get so set in our ways, so entrenched in those grooves, we stop seeing our loved ones for who they are. But tonight, right now, I see you again, like the first time we met, when the sound of your voice and your smell was this new country.”
“There's an energy to these autumn nights that touches something primal inside of me. Something from long ago. From my childhood in Western Iowa. I think of high school football games and the stadium lights blazing down on the players. I smell ripening apples, and the sour reek of beer from keg parties in the cornfields. I feel the wind in my face as I ride in the bed of an old pickup truck down a country road at night, dust swirling red in the taillights and the entire span of my life yawning out ahead of me.
It's the beautiful thing about youth.
There's a weightlessness that permeates everything because no damning choices have been made, no paths committed to, and the road forking out ahead is pure, unlimited potential.”
“Will I keep fighting to be the man I think I am? Or will I disown him and everything he loves, and step into the skin of the person this world would like for me to be?”
“All your life you’re told you’re unique. An individual. That no one on the planet is just like you. It’s humanity’s anthem.”
“It’s a strange thing, being the parent of a teenager. One thing to raise a little boy, another entirely when a person on the brink of adulthood looks to you for wisdom. I feel like I have little to give. I know there are fathers who see the world a certain way, with clarity and confidence, who know just what to say to their sons and daughters. But I’m not one of them. The older I get, the less I understand. I love my son. He means everything to me. And yet, I can’t escape the feeling that I’m failing him. Sending him off to the wolves with nothing but the crumbs of my uncertain perspective.”
“I’m looking for a grain of sand on an infinite beach.”
“And we're not lost."
We are so fucking lost. Literally adrift in the nothing space between universes.”
“I love you," he said.
Icicles formed on his skin as she stared at him for several heartbeats. "Do you suppose that changes anything?"
"I want it to." He knelt at her feet, but didn't even dare touch her hand. "Don, I want it to meant everything. It should.”
“I leaped toward her, landing behind her to guard her back before the Hel-Blar reached us. She shot me a half-surprised, half-grateful glance. The moon glinted on her sword and the chain mail sewn into the leather of her tunic, over her heart.
“Stay close,” I told her.
She snorted. “I have a sword and you have a butter knife. Staying close is about your only option.”
“I couldn't have made a better shot, if I had been one of those detectives who see a chap walking along the street and deduce that he is a retired manufacturer of poppet valves named Robinson with rheumatism in one arm, living at Clapham.”
“Funny how we can't hold onto time, even when it's strapped to our wrists”
“A human would lie on the ground sobbing. A Reboot didn’t acknowledge pain.”
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