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    A seed of hope caught a taste of moisture. Some wishful kernel buried deep, where he was loathe to acknowledge it lest it poison or choke him, began to sprout.

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    Even in the darkness, his smile threw shadows.

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    Ever since I was twelve, I dreamed of being an author. I just never had the fortitude to see any of my stories through to completion. I would start a book, get a few chapters in, and grow bored or get distracted by something else.

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    Fiction challenges us and works its miracles by placing us in the skin of another human being and teaching us empathy.

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    Heroes didn't win. The heroes were whoever happened to win. History told their story -- the dead didn't say a word. All of it was bullshit.

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    He thought of men like Hitler, Stalin, and Napoleon. All it took was a lot of seemingly decent people to put the wrong person in power and then fall under their spell.

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    I am about to die. It is September 11, and every cell in my body is acutely aware of my looming demise. The certainty of it. The inevitability. Not years from now, not weeks nor days. Moments.

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    I'd rather excite the imagination of a legion of readers and make pennies from each of them than hold off for a larger chunk of change from only a handful of fans.

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    Imagine the first discovery that one of these epidemics was man-made—the panic, the violence that would ensue. That’s where the end would come. A typhoon kills a few hundred people, does a few billion in damage, and what do we do?” Erskine interlocked his fingers. “We come together. We put the pieces back. But a terrorist’s bomb.” He frowned. “A terrorist’s bomb does the same damage, and it throws the world into turmoil.” He spread his hands apart like an explosion going off. “When there’s only God to blame, we forgive him. When it’s our fellow man, we must destroy him.

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    I'm coming for you. I'm coming home, I'm coming to clean

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    It’s easy to forgo distractions and to not accumulate things when you have a larger goal on the horizon.

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    It was a sad loss, this illusion of importance, a humbling blow.

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    It was the hubris of each generation to think this anew, to think that their time was special, that all things would come to an end with them.

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    I use social media not to ask new people to like my stuff. I use social media to connect with that one reader who likes my stuff.

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    Killing a man should be harder than waving a length of pipe in their direction. It should take long enough for one's conscience to get in the way.

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    Living frugally is one of the best things an author can do to prepare for their career.

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    My life is too tight, he wanted to say. My skin is too tight. The walls are too tight.

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    My only wish is that we leave room for hope. There is good and bad in all things. We find what we expect to find. We see what we expect to see. I have learned that if I tilt my head just right and squint, the world outside is beautiful. The future is bright. There are good things to come.

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    One of the many things that surprised me about Wool is how many of its fans don't consider themselves science fiction readers.

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    Predict the inevitable", she said, "and you're bound to be right one day.

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    Run, we think, as buildings crumble. Run, as people perish.

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    some things are better off back in the past. Where they belong.

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    Sometimes a thing needed opening before closure was found.

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    Statistics were magic like this: they could tell you with near-certainty that a thing would occur, without a hint of when or where.

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    That's the problem with the truth," Darcy said. "Liars and honest men both claim to have it.

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    The best kisses in the world take place at night, in the ocean, with two naked bodies coiled around one another, only the stars to keep them company.

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    There are two competing philosophies in Wool: one is that people have to live under an iron thumb in order to survive, and the other one is that everyone should live completely freely and happily and everything will sort itself out.

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    There were certain things, learned so young and remembered so deep that they felt like little stones in the center of her mind.

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    We are not the people who made this world, Lukas, but it's up to us to survive it. You need to understand that." "We can't control where we are right now," he mumbled, "just what we do going forward.

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    We devolve into animals when we creep near to death.

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    "What we control," Juliette said, "is our actions once fate puts us there.

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    When there’s only God to blame, we forgive him. When it’s our fellow man, we destroy him.

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    And the stains would never wash out. That's what Lukas was saying. She would always have hurt her father. Was that the way to phrase it? Always have had. It was immortal tense. A new rule of grammar.

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    He continued to see inevitable events from the past as avoidable, long after they'd taken their course.

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    Here’s what I tell the newly elected: the truth is gonna get out—it always does—but it’s gonna blend in with all the lies.” The Senator twirled a hand in the air. “You have to deny each lie and every truth with the same vinegar. Let those websites and blowhards who bitch about cover-ups confuse the public for you.

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    Here was the love and violence in the hearts of men, all for their women

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    His impatience for sleep often frightened that very sleep away.

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    If the lies don't kill you, the truth will.

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    I guess what I'm sayin' is, if you want to give Jules a job, be very careful.” “Why be careful?” Marnes asked. Marck gazed up at the confusion of pipes and wires overhead. “'Cause she'll damn well do it. Even if you don't really expect her to.

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    I hated Sundays as a kid. From the moment I woke up, I could feel Monday looming, could feel another school week all piled up and ready to smother me. How was I supposed to enjoy a day of freedom while drowning in dread like that? It was impossible. A pit would form in my chest and gut—this indescribable emptiness that I knew should be filled with fun, but instead left me casting about for something to do. Knowing I should be having fun was a huge part of the problem. Knowing that this was a rare day off, a welcome reprieve, and here I was miserable and fighting against it. Maybe this was why Fridays at school were better than Sundays not in school. I was happier doing what I hated, knowing a Saturday was coming, than I was on a perfectly free Sunday with a Monday right around the corner.

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    Imagination just wasn't up to the task of understanding unique and foreign sensations. It knew only how to dampen or augment what it already knew. - Juliette, Pg. 139

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    I remind myself that if there was anything in the air that would react with my body, it would’ve reacted with the scanner. What I really want right now is a second scanner to scan this scanner.

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    It's because fear sells. It's because war is sport. And it's also very good business.

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    Maybe he wasn’t there to lead so much as to provide an illusion to the others that they were being led.

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    Our tears are trying to serve a purpose, but we rarely let them. I don't know how we got started with subverting that purpose.

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    Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed, the impatient, and the dying.

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    There was no going back. Apologies weren't welds; they were just an admission that something had been broken. Often between two people.

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    This is not the end, of course. Every story we read, every film we watch, continues in our imagination if we allow it.

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    We live in the present, but our happiness relies heavily on the future. Our mood is as much expectation as experience. Just like in the army, where life in the trenches worked the same way. It was the quiet that jangled the nerves. It was the lead-up before the push more than the push itself. To this day, I grow more faint at the scent of gun oil than I do at the sight of blood.