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Wool (Wool, #1) Wool by Hugh Howey
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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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“Better to go out to see the world one time with his own eyes, than to be burned alive with the plastic curtains.”
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“It's not because we knew” Lukas said, sucking a gasp of air. “It's because we did it.”
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“To impatient youth, all things took for ever and any kind of waiting was torture. Pg. 221”
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“No good coming from the truth? Knowing the truth is always good. And better that it’s us discovering it than someone else, right?”
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“The animal part of his mind wasn’t made for this, to be calmly ushered to a death it was perfectly aware of.”
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“What we do going forward defines who we are." Juliette, Pg. 397”
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“As he entered the comm room, Troy wasn’t sure if he should laugh or cry at the realization. Then he remembered how the world was run before, and that nothing had really changed. He chuckled sadly”
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“There, on that hill, his wife could be seen. She lay like a sleeping boulder, the air and toxins wearing away at her, her arms curled under her head. Maybe.”
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“Paint clung to them in feeble chips, mostly in the corners and undersides, where they were safe.”
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“It was like one of those self-fulfilling prophecies where the nerves finally made someone twitch, then lash out or say something regretful, and then they were in a cell, watching their last blurry sunset.”
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“The children were playing while Holston climbed to his death; he could hear them squealing as only happy children do. While they thundered about frantically above, Holston took his time, each step methodical and ponderous, as he wound his way around and around the spiral staircase, old boots ringing out on metal treads.”
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“Each step was slightly bowed from generations of traffic, the edge rounded down like a pouting lip. In the center, there was almost no trace of the small diamonds that once gave the treads their grip. Their absence could only be inferred by the pattern to either side, the small pyramidal bumps”
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“He knew it was too late. The others had heard. Everyone had heard.”
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“And one day, my love, you will know it, too.”
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“At the top of the ramp, Holston saw the heaven into which he’d been condemned for his simple sin of hope.”
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“It was raw pity and unconstrained joy.”
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“What kind of fanatical devotion would it take to maintain this depressing illusion?”
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“Could someone have decided that the truth was worse than a loss of power, of control?”
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“That secret was a powerful drug.”
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“The world around him had gone brown. Brown grass and gray skies. No green. No blue. No life.”
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“What would they see, anyone who had chosen to watch?”
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“ablation”
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“The law is the law. You broke it. You knew you were breaking it.”
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“All that remained was the curiosity of it all. The wonder of the outside world beyond the veil of lies.”
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“The treads, like his father’s boots, showed signs of wear. Paint clung to them in feeble chips, mostly in the corners and undersides, where they were safe. Traffic elsewhere on the staircase sent dust shivering off in small clouds. Holston could feel the vibrations in the railing, which was worn down to the gleaming metal. That always amazed him: how centuries of bare palms and shuffling feet could wear down solid steel. One molecule at a time, he supposed. Each life might wear away”
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“The treads, like his father’s boots, showed signs of wear. Paint clung to them in feeble chips, mostly in the corners and undersides, where they were safe. Traffic elsewhere on the staircase sent dust shivering”
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“inferred by the pattern to either side, the small pyramidal bumps rising from the flat steel with their crisp edges and flecks of paint. Holston lifted an old boot to an old step, pressed down,”
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“He had an entire lifetime as sheriff weighing heavy, blocking off that past. And more recently, there was this third stage of his life—a secret life beyond childhood and being sheriff. It was the last layers of himself ground to dust, three years spent silently waiting for what would never come, each day longer than any month from his happier lifetimes. At”
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“Each step was slightly bowed from generations of traffic, the edge rounded down like a pouting lip. In the center, there was almost no trace of the small diamonds that once gave the treads their grip. Their absence could only be inferred by the pattern to either side, the small pyramidal bumps rising from the flat steel with their crisp edges and flecks of paint. Holston lifted an old boot to an old step, pressed down, and did”
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