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  • #1
    Eating and reading are two pleasures that combine admirably.
    “Eating and reading are two pleasures that combine admirably.”
    C.S. Lewis

  • #2
    T. Kingfisher
    “Saving a single wondrous thing is better than saving the world. For one thing, it’s more achievable. The world is never content to stay saved.”
    T. Kingfisher, Summer in Orcus

  • #3
    Bill Nye
    “Everyone you will ever meet knows something you don't.”
    Bill Nye

  • #4
    Lord Byron
    “Always laugh when you can, it is cheap medicine.”
    Lord Byron

  • #5
    Erin Bow
    “and of course people started shooting, because that’s what passes for problem-solving among humans. See, guys, this is why you can’t have nice things.”
    Erin Bow

  • #6
    Anaïs Nin
    “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
    Anais Nin

  • #7
    Douglas Adams
    “I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.”
    Douglas Adams, The Long Dark Tea-Time of the Soul

  • #8
    Bobbie Ann Mason
    “One day I was counting the cats and I absent-mindedly counted myself.”
    Bobbie Ann Mason, Shiloh and Other Stories

  • #9
    Leonie Swann
    “No, little one, George's ghost won't come back. Human beings don't have souls. No soul, no ghost. Simple."
    "How can you say that?" protested Mopple. "We don't know whether humans have souls or not."
    "Every lamb knows that your soul is in your sense of smell. And human beings don't have very good noses." Maude herself had an excellent sense of smell, and often thought about the problem of souls and noses.
    "So you'd only see a very small ghost. Nothing to be afraid of.”
    Leonie Swann, Three Bags Full

  • #10
    Terry Pratchett
    “All right," said Susan. "I'm not stupid. You're saying humans need... fantasies to make life bearable."

    REALLY? AS IF IT WAS SOME KIND OF PINK PILL? NO. HUMANS NEED FANTASY TO BE HUMAN. TO BE THE PLACE WHERE THE FALLING ANGEL MEETS THE RISING APE.

    "Tooth fairies? Hogfathers? Little—"

    YES. AS PRACTICE. YOU HAVE TO START OUT LEARNING TO BELIEVE THE LITTLE LIES.

    "So we can believe the big ones?"

    YES. JUSTICE. MERCY. DUTY. THAT SORT OF THING.

    "They're not the same at all!"

    YOU THINK SO? THEN TAKE THE UNIVERSE AND GRIND IT DOWN TO THE FINEST POWDER AND SIEVE IT THROUGH THE FINEST SIEVE AND THEN SHOW ME ONE ATOM OF JUSTICE, ONE MOLECULE OF MERCY. AND YET—Death waved a hand. AND YET YOU ACT AS IF THERE IS SOME IDEAL ORDER IN THE WORLD, AS IF THERE IS SOME...SOME RIGHTNESS IN THE UNIVERSE BY WHICH IT MAY BE JUDGED.

    "Yes, but people have got to believe that, or what's the point—"

    MY POINT EXACTLY.”
    Terry Pratchett, Hogfather

  • #11
    Ben Aaronovitch
    “It was chintz but not the cat-lady chintz I was used to. Perhaps it was Mrs. Bellrush’s manner or steely blue eyes but I got the distinct impression that this was aggressive chintz, warrior chintz, the kind of chintz that had gone out to conquer an Empire and still had the good taste to dress for dinner. Any IKEA flat-pack that showed its face around here was going to be kindling.”
    Ben Aaronovitch, Moon Over Soho

  • #12
    Ben Aaronovitch
    “For a terrifying moment I thought he was going to hug me, but fortunately we both remembered we were English just in time. Still, it was a close call.”
    Ben Aaronovitch, Moon Over Soho

  • #13
    Kate Racculia
    “Tell me about Pryce,” said Tuesday. “He was a weirdo. A true-blue, first-class, dyed-in-the-wool weirdo.” Archie dipped a piece of naan into the malai kofta sauce. “New money, vulgar money. Barely tolerated. And I really don’t think he gave a fuck. Oh—” His eyes darted to Dorry. Dorry snorted. “Dude,” she said, “you kiss your mutha with that fucken thing?” “This is your influence?” he said to Tuesday. “Look what you’re doing to the youth.” “I believe the children are our future,” said Tuesday.”
    Kate Racculia, Tuesday Mooney Talks To Ghosts: A Mystery Adventure of Puzzles, Humor, and the Courage to Face Your Ghosts

  • #14
    Ruth Ware
    “Ker-rist.” It was the shotgun, perched on its wooden pegs, just above eye level. “Haven’t they heard of Chekhov around here?”
    Ruth Ware, In a Dark, Dark Wood

  • #15
    Kevin Hearne
    “Time-out,” Granuaile said. “Wasn’t there something you could have done about the potato famine?” “That was the first I’d heard of it, honestly, five years in progress by that time. It wasn’t something an elemental would have shared with me. The Irish had grown dependent on a monoculture of potatoes, a mold arrived to feast on that monoculture, and that’s why we should always grow a wide variety of cultivars. But of course Americans are ignoring that lesson now and growing a single potato for all of its French fries. French Frymageddon is coming, I promise you. It would have come already except for the tons of pesticides they’re using to keep the crop viable.”
    Kevin Hearne, Besieged

  • #16
    Kevin Hearne
    “Stephen Blackmoore.”
    Kevin Hearne, Besieged



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