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Everyone deserves a home, Tao thought, patting Laohu’s whiskery grey nose. And what was a home but somewhere you wouldn’t have to feel quite so alone?
“Easy to blame foreign folk for anything going wrong, when they’re not here to say otherwise. Easier still when they look and talk funny, and don’t pray to the Mother or her Sons.”
“People think they want true fortunes, but they don’t really. What they want are lies. Small lies, big lies, entertaining lies, comforting lies.
“What they don’t want is a stranger—an outsider—to see the full truth of them.
“And the suspicion turns to fear, and the fear, as it always does, turns to anger.”
“All cats are slightly magical, don’t you know? It’s why they’re so smug all the time.
“I am sad that you have lost so much,” said the old man, empty hand falling back against his side. “I hope you find new joys to take their place.”
I know I talk more than I ought to. I spend half the time pretending to be something I’m not, because I’ve worn a mask for so long I don’t know what’s underneath anymore.
There’s no such thing as greater good—there’s just good, and the more of it we can do, the better.”
He looked at Mash in befuddlement, who simply shrugged back—the universal symbol of men who have failed to understand something very important.
