For, after all, how do we know that two and two make four? Or that the force of gravity works? Or that the past is unchangeable? If both the past and the external world exist only in the mind, and if the mind itself is controllable – what then? ― George Orwell, 1984. (Signet Classic… Continue reading George Orwell
God is a feckless thug. — Colman Domingo [Victor Strand] Fear the Walking Dead, “The Diviner” Season 3 Episode 10. September 10, 2017.
Love: a single word, a wispy thing, a word no bigger or longer than an edge. That’s what it is: an edge; a razor. It draws up through the center of your life, cutting everything in two. Before and after. The rest of the world falls away on either side. — Lauren Oliver, Delirium. (HarperCollins… Continue reading Lauren Oliver
My heart shifted a little in my chest; it seemed to swell and beat against my bones until I couldn’t hear. — Ann Aguirre, Enclave. (Feiwel & Friends; 1 edition April 12, 2011)
I enjoy talking to you. Your mind appeals to me. It resembles my own mind except that you happen to be insane. ― George Orwell, 1984. (Signet Classic January 1, 1961) Originally published June 8th 1949.
I guess that’s just part of loving people: You have to give things up. Sometimes you even have to give them up. ― Lauren Oliver, Delirium. (HarperCollins; Reprint edition, May 17, 2016) Originally published February 3rd 2011.
I care so much I’m sick. — Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451. (Plaza y Janes, January 3, 2006) Originally published Ocatober 1953
But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin. ― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World. (Harper Perennial Modern Classics 1998) Originally published 1932.
Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness… Continue reading Aldous Huxley
You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope. — Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games (The Hunger Games, Book 1) Scholastic Press (September 14, 2008)