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Tova has always felt more than a bit of empathy for the sharks, with their never-ending laps around the tank. She understands what it means to never be able to stop moving, lest you find yourself unable to breathe.
How delicate those wounds were back then, how little it took to nudge the scabs out of place and start the bleeding anew.
sometimes she still feels as if she’s a mistaken jigsaw piece who found her way into the wrong puzzle.
“They don’t just hand out paychecks for being smart, you know.”
Secrets are everywhere. Some humans are crammed full of them. How do they not explode? It seems to be a hallmark of the human species: abysmal communication skills. Not that any other species are much better, mind you, but even a herring can tell which way the school it belongs to is turning and follow accordingly. Why can humans not use their millions of words to simply tell one another what they desire? The sea, too, is very good at keeping secrets.
where subdivisions pop up overnight like a bad rash.
He’s getting old. Thirty, after all.
“Conscience does make cowards of us all.”
It may not be bliss, if such a thing even exists, but with this knowledge, I have achieved something akin to contentment. Or, perhaps more accurately, a temporary abatement of misery.
you can’t fix someone who is determined to stay broken.”
‘old but not cold.’
Humans. For the most part, you are dull and blundering. But occasionally, you can be remarkably bright creatures.
