Fractal Noise (Fractalverse, #0)

by Christopher Paolini

A life should have weight. Old or young, it would have seemed wrong for a person’s ashes to be too light.

Perhaps it existed only to stand in contrast with the whole of nature, as if to say, “We were here.” Alex wasn’t sure if the thought was morbid or inspiring.

To “know thyself” must mean to know the malignancy of one’s own instincts and to know, as well, one’s power to deflect it. —KARL A. MENNINGER