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512 pages, Paperback
First published May 1, 2015
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes?
—Juvenal
A baby is a potential criminal.
—As observed by Arszenti, in Dayworld Rebel (1987) by Philip José Farmer
Obsess over normal things. It's healthier.
—p.85
As a baby I cried, but now if I know anything I know better.
—p.142
He continues to rub my belly with his knuckles. I try to think of the last time those knuckles touched me in a place I wanted to be touched.
"I wish I could see what was going on in there," he says without looking up.
—p.234
He shook his hand and said the worst words in the world that one human can say to another human. He said, "Good luck."
—pp.253-254
I want to escape my dreary life, but I definitely don't want to escape it only to end up as a gory crime-scene photo in tomorrow's newspaper.
—p.324
dreamt of a classical democracy that worked, that was not crippled by its weak. If he could strike us from history, fine.
—p.362
Welcome to this last stage of the exhibit.
—p.444
"I sat there, my legs dangling off the examining table, the white thin paper crinkled under my thighs, and I couldn't believe this was really real but I knew it was real and I knew that I would have to call my husband very soon, the cell phone was in my hand, and I would tell him what happened and then it would e real for him too and the more people who knew the more real this would be and the less real everything that came before this would become."