“you can't save people from the world. There's nowhere else to take them.”
“Melanie thinks: when your dreams come true, your true has moved. You've already stopped being the person who had the dreams, so it feels more like a weird echo of something that already happened to you a long time ago.”
“And then like Pandora, opening the great big box of the world and not being afraid, not even caring whether what’s inside is good or bad. Because it’s both. Everything is always both. But you have to open it to find that out.”
“It’s not just Pandora who had that inescapable flaw. It seems like everyone has been built in a way that sometimes makes them do wrong and stupid things.”
“In an age of rust, she comes up stainless steel”
“The truth is the truth, the only prize worth having. If you deny it, you’re only showing that you’re unworthy of it.”
“the horror of the unknown is more frightening than any horror you can understand”
“Every adult grew from a kid who beat the odds. But at different times, in different places, the odds have been appallingly steep.”
“She’s as big as four-fifths of five-eighths of fuck all, but she takes no bullshit from anyone.”
“It’s like before the Breakdown people used to spend their whole lives making cocoons for themselves out of furniture and ornaments and books and toys and pictures and any kind of shit they could find. As though they hoped they’d be born out of the cocoon as something else.”
“Growing up and growing old. Playing. Exploring. Like Pooh and Piglet. And then like the Famous Five. And then like Heidi and Anne of Green Gables. And then like Pandora, opening the great big box of the world and not being afraid, not even caring whether what’s inside is good or bad. Because it’s both. Everything is always both.
But you have to open it to find that out.”
“She’s lived in Plato’s cave, staring at the shadows on the wall. Now she’s been turned around to face the fire.”
“It's equinox, with the world balanced between winter and summer, life and death, like a spinning ball balanced on the tip of someone's finger.”
“Melanie thinks: when your dreams come true, your true has moved.”
“Melanie finds this interesting in spite of herself — that you can use words to hide things, or not to touch them, or to pretend that they're something different than they are.”
“No amount of expertly choreographed PR could prevail, in the end, against Armageddon. It strolled over the barricades and took its pleasure.”
“This gauntlet, flung down by a bullying, contemptuous universe that allowed human beings to grope their way to sentience just so it could put them in their place that bit more painfully.”
“When your dreams come true, your true has moved. You’ve already stopped being the person who had the dreams, so it feels more like a weird echo of something that already happened to you a long time ago.”
“This isn’t life. It’s something that’s playing out in its own self-contained subroutine.”
“Denial is a stage she goes through very quickly indeed, because her reason strikes down the demeaning, treacherous thought as quickly as it rises. There’s no point in denying the truth when the truth is self-evident. There’s no point in denying the truth even if you have to wade through thorn thickets and minefields to get to it. The truth is the truth, the only prize worth having. If you deny it, you’re only showing that you’re unworthy of it.”
“She's in the club. The hopelessly-outnumbered-and-surrounded-by-monsters club.”
“Because the bag is full of colours - starbursts and wheels and whorls of dazzling brightness that are as fine and complex in their structures as the branch is, only much more symmetrical. Flowers.”
“you can’t save people from the world. There’s nowhere else to take them.”
“It doesn’t matter,” she explains to Miss J. “I want to be where you are. And I don’t know the way back to wherever I was before, anyway. I don’t even remember it. All I remember is the block, and you. You’re…” Now it’s Melanie’s turn to hesitate. She doesn’t know the words for this. “You’re my bread,” she says at last. “When I’m hungry. I don’t mean that I want to eat you, Miss Justineau! I really don’t! I’d rather die than do that. I just mean… you fill me up the way the bread does to the man in the song. You make me feel like I don’t need anything else.”
“I killed that boy, Parks. If you turn my life into an equation, the number that comes out is a minus one. That's my lifetime score, you understand me? And you... you and Caldwell, and Private Ginger fucking Rogers... my God, whether it means anything or not, I will die my own self before I let you take me down to minus two.”
“Hungries toggle between two states. They’re frozen in place most of the time, just standing there like they’re never going to move again. Then they smell prey, or hear it, or catch sight of it, and they break into that terrifying dead sprint. No warm-up, no warning. Warp factor nine.”
“some things become true simply by being spoken.”
“may we live as long as we want, and never want as long as we live,”
“Suddenly she’s an ant all scrunched up on the floor of that world. A static atom in a sea of change. The immensity of earth envelops her, and enters into her. She sips it, with each gulp of heady, supercharged atmosphere.”
“They're just kids. And their childhood has probably been as big a load of shit as his was. In a perfect world, he would have been one of them.”
“A short time before the war, some cultivated, intellectual, warm-hearted German friends of mine returned to Germany after living in the United States. In a very short time they turned into sworn Nazis. They refused to listen to the slightest criticism about Hitler. During a return visit to California, they met an old dear friend of theirs on the street, who had been very close to them and who was a Jew. They did not speak to him. They turned their backs on him when he held his hands out to embrace them. How can such a thing happen, I wondered. What changed their hearts so? What steps brought them to such cruelty? These”
“پاییز امسال یک کلاغ سپید پیدایش شد. همیشه با کمی فاصله پشت سر بقیه پرواز میکند و روی هر درختی بنشیند همجنسهایش از آن درخت پرهیز میکنند. درک نمیکنم که چرا بقیهٔ کلاغها دوستش ندارند. به چشم من پرندهای بهخصوص زیباست، ولی برای همجنسهایش انزجارانگیز است. میبینم که تنها روی کاج خودش چمباتمه میزند و به دشت خیره میشود؛ بطالتی غمگین که نمیباید وجود میداشت، کلاغی سپید. آنقدر آنجا مینشیند تا دستهٔ بزرگ کلاغها پرواز میکنند، آنوقت من کمی غذا برایش میبرم. آنقدر رام است که میتوانم نزدیکش شوم. گاهی وقتها تا میبیند دارم میآیم روی زمین جست و خیز میکند. از کجا بداند چرا طرد شده است. زندگی دیگری را نمیشناسد و همیشه طردشده باقی خواهد ماند. چنان تنهاست که از آدمیزاد کمتر میترسد تا از برادران سیاهش. شاید آنقدر از او منزجرند که حتی راضی نیستند با وسوسه منقارشان سوراخ سوراخش کنند. هر روز در انتظار کلاغ سپید مینشینم و او را به سوی خود میخوانم و او با دقت از میان چشمهای سرخرنگش براندازم میکند. برایش کار چندانی از دستم برنمیآید. آشغالهای من شاید زندگیای را طولانی میکنند که نباید طولانی شود. ولی من میخواهم کلاغ سپید زنده بماند. گاهی در عالم رؤیا میبینم که یک کلاغ سپید دیگر در جنگل هست و آن دو یکدیگر را پیدا خواهند کرد. رؤیایم را باور ندارم، فقط آرزو میکنم چنین باشد.”
“a dangerous thing for any state to maintain its power by plugging up the vent of complaints, stifling the voices of the people. When complaining becomes a crime, hope becomes despair. He finished”
“He's a monster, wrapped up in a pretty package. But I find myself wondering at times like this, when I feel the distance between us, if maybe in his eyes, the real monster is me.”
“It’s bad enough . . . when a country gets colonized, but when the people do as well! That’s the end, really, that’s the end.”
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