Wayward: Wayward Pines: 2 (The Wayward Pines Trilogy)

by Blake Crouch

The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. —John Milton, Paradise Lost

Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift. That’s why it’s called the present. Work hard, be happy, and enjoy your life in Wayward Pines!

Your presence is a reminder of my presence.”

What kind of art would a repressed society possibly be motivated to create?”

“In some environments, safety and truth are natural born enemies. I would think a former employee of the federal government could grasp that concept.”

Sometimes the best you can do is simply survive.”

growing up in a world where people stared at screens all day. Where communication had devolved into the tapping of tiny letters and humanity lived by and large for the endorphin kick from the ping of a received text or a new email.

‘Before I built a wall I’d ask to know what I was walling in, or walling out.’ Robert Frost

“There are no rights anymore. No laws. Just force and fear.”

It wasn’t just a physical confinement, but a mental one as well, and it was the mental aspect that made it feel like a stint in solitary. The inability to outwardly acknowledge one’s past or thoughts or fears. The inability to truly connect with a single human being.

“Never assume you know where someone else is coming from.”