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“Any librarian or scholar will tell you: Close is not the same as accurate.
“How do you invent a religion?” Evie asked. Will looked over the top of his spectacles. “You say, ‘God told me the following,’ and then wait for people to sign up.”
Reason was for suckers and Presbyterians.
“We are the Diviners. We have been and we will be. It is a power that comes from the great energy of the land and its people, a realm shared for a spell, for as long as is needed. We see the dead. We speak to restless spirits. We walk in dreams. We read meaning from every held thing. The future unfolds for us like the navigator’s map, showing seas we have yet to travel.”
“The Diviners must stand, or all shall fall.”
“We’re not a country with a past, Jericho. We’re a country of the future.
I told myself a hundred lies. Children do that. It’s amazing the sorts of things you’ll make yourself believe.”
“There is no greater power on this earth than story.” Will paced the length of the room. “People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense—words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions—words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History.”
There’s nothing more terrifying than the absoluteness of one who believes he’s right,”
“When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear,”
The world was a bully.
“People will believe anything if it means they can go on with their lives and not have to think too hard about it.”
She was tired of being told how it was by this generation, who’d botched things so badly. They’d sold their children a pack of lies: God and country. Love your parents. All is fair. And then they’d sent those boys, her brother, off to fight a great monster of a war that maimed and killed and destroyed whatever was inside them. Still they lied, expecting her to mouth the words and play along. Well, she wouldn’t. She knew now that the world was a long way from fair. She knew the monsters were real.
