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December 11 - December 18, 2024
It’s theater . . . I guess all romance is theater?
“We of all people should be disillusioned with humans.” “Yes, but I guess I’ve discovered that I’m not,” Ambrose says. “I guess I am, and I am not,” I say.
“I was raised to be alone, to be powerful by being contained. To beat away human needs. I think sometimes that it is too late for me, that I will never relate to anyone else. That is why I retreated here. But there’s another me out there. Another Kodiak. Who will spend his life relying on you.”
“I know nothing of what his life will be like. Maybe he and that Ambrose will decide that settling Sagittarion Bb is a big mistake. Maybe they will die of illness or injury there. Maybe they will never arrive in the first place. But what if . . . what if that me has found some happiness? What if he has found someone, some people, to rely on? If he even has a family?