Things changed, and they didn't change back. But sometimes they got better.
Things changed, and they didn't change back. But sometimes they got better.
Amazing stuff, just gut-wrenchingly honest.
A person can fail the people they love just by being who they are.
There is nothing so destructive and also so easy to overlook as a bad idea.
It's easy to dismiss religion as bloody, cruel, and tribal...but it isn't religion that's wired that way - it's man himself. At bottom every faith is a form of instruction in common decency...Don't they all teach that to do for others feels better than to do for yourself?
You are one person with your mother, and another with your lover, and yet another with your child. Those other people create you -finish you- as much as you create you. When you're gone, the ones you've left behind get to keep the same part of you they always had.
Armour is part of a state of mind in which you admit the possibility of being hit.
Love is a fine cushion to rest upon, but only hate can make you a better person.
No matter what they looked like, or what they chose to call him, when a group of people called out to God together, they were one. Even if there was no God, or one God, or many gods, it didn't matter. Faith, hope, and love, Paul had written, but the greatest of these is love.
Heroism is a label most people get for doing shit they'd never do if they were really thinking about it.
"They don't hate us," Bobbie said, her voice tired. "They're afraid of us."
"Then why do they act like they hate us?" David's father said with something like triumph.
"Because that's what fear looks like when it needs someplace to go."
What came first, the music or the misery?...Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
Loved it. The pace and tone were similar to Leviathan Wakes, but the introduction of three new POV characters (two of them female) really added a lot. The character work in Leviathan Wakes was strong, but limited to contrasting Miller to Holden; Prax, Bobbie, and Chrisjen expanded the universe.
Sick day today, so it's just me, the dog, and Leviathan Wakes.
I haven't done this in I can't remember how long: checking out a book from the library.
All you can do is take each day as it comes. Try and do the best you can with what you‘re given. You won‘t always do the right thing, but you can try. And you can try to do the right thing next time. That, and stay alive.
Chicago happened slowly, like a migraine.