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It’s a hundred generations removed from anything original, but the truth is aren’t we all?
No matter how careful you are, there’s going to be the sense you missed something, the collapsed feeling under your skin that you didn’t experience it all. There’s that fallen heart feeling that you rushed right through the moments where you should’ve been paying attention.
When did the future switch from being a promise to being a threat?
When we don’t know who to hate, we hate ourselves.
Nothing of me is original. I am the combined effort of everybody I’ve ever known.
“Then puberty makes you Satan,” he says, “just because you want something better.”
“First,” Manus says, “your parents, they give you your life, but then they try to give you their life.”
Because beauty is power the way money is power the way a loaded gun is power.
Her example is a woman who climbs a mountain, there’s no rational reason for climbing that hard, and to some people it’s a stupid folly, a misadventure, a mistake. A mountain climber, maybe she starves and freezes, exhausted and in pain for days, and climbs all the way to the top. And maybe she’s changed by that, but all she has to show for it is her story.
What I really hate is me so I hate pretty much everybody.
Everybody here thinks the whole story is about them. Definitely that goes for everybody in the world.
