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  • #1
    “Please?” asked the girl.

    “I AM BUSY. I AM TRYING TO FIX CONTINENTAL DRIFT.”

    “I…didn’t know it was broken.”

    Uriel’s face became more animated, his speech faster.

    “IT HAS BEEN BROKEN FOR FIVE WEEKS AND FIVE DAYS. I THINK IT BROKE WHEN I RELOADED NEW ZEALAND FROM A BACKUP COPY, BUT I DO NOT KNOW WHY. MY SYNCHRONIZATION WAS IMPECCABLE AND THE CHANGE PROPAGATED SIMULTANEOUSLY ACROSS ALL SEPHIROT. I THINK SOMEBODY BOILED A GOAT IN ITS MOTHER’S MILK. IT IS ALWAYS THAT. I KEEP TELLING PEOPLE NOT TO DO IT, BUT NOBODY LISTENS.”
    Scott Alexander, Unsong

  • #2
    John Suckling
    “Love is the fart Of every heart: It pains a man when 'tis kept close, And others doth offend, when 'tis let loose. ”
    Sir John Suckling

  • #3
    “For the burglar, every building is infinite, endlessly weaving back into itself through meshed gears made of fire escapes and secondary stairways, window frames and screened-in porches, pet doors and ventilation shafts, everything interpenetrating, everything mixed together in a fantastic knot. Rooms and halls coil together like dragons inside of dragons or snakes eating their own tails, rooms opening onto every other room in the city. For the burglar, doors are everywhere. Where we see locks and alarms, they see M. C. Escher.”
    Geoff Manaugh, A Burglar's Guide to the City

  • #4
    “As a cop trying to anticipate how burglars might use the city, you have to think three-dimensionally. Volumetrically. You have to think in a fundamentally different spatial way about the city laid out below, including how neighborhoods are actually connected and what the most efficient routes might be between them. After all, this is how criminals think, Burdette explained, and this is how they pioneer new geographic ways to escape from you.”
    Geoff Manaugh, A Burglar's Guide to the City

  • #5
    “In one sense, burglars seem to understand architecture better than the rest of us. They misuse it, pass through it, and ignore any limitations a building tries to impose. Burglars don’t need doors; they’ll punch holes through walls or slice down through ceilings instead. Burglars unpeel a building from the inside out to hide inside the drywall (or underneath the floorboards, or up in the trusses of an unlit crawl space). They are masters of architectural origami, demonstrating skills the rest of us only wish we had, dark wizards of cities and buildings, unlimited by laws that hold the rest of us in.”
    Geoff Manaugh, A Burglar's Guide to the City

  • #6
    “People usually focus on what burglars take, but it’s how they move that’s so consistently interesting. Burglars explore. They might not live in a city full of secret passages and trapdoors—but they make it look as if they do. They have their own tools and floor plans, their own ways to get from A to B. They’ll curl up inside refrigerators, climb through ceilings, use garbage chutes and fall twenty-one floors straight into the emergency room when they could simply have taken the stairs. They’ll slip through porch screens and stow themselves inside clothes dryers till the police come busting in to find them.”
    Geoff Manaugh, A Burglar's Guide to the City

  • #7
    Tom Stoppard
    “Rosencrantz: I don't believe in it anyway.
    Guildenstern: What?
    Rosencrantz: England.
    Guildenstern: Just a conspiracy of cartographers, then? ”
    Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

  • #8
    Tom Stoppard
    “Rosencrantz: We might as well be dead. Do you think death could possibly be a boat?
    Guildenstern: No, no, no... Death is...not. Death isn't. You take my meaning. Death is the ultimate negative. Not-being. You can't not-be on a boat.
    Rosencrantz: I've frequently not been on boats.
    Guildenstern: No, no, no--what you've been is not on boats.”
    Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

  • #9
    Tom Stoppard
    “We're more of the love, blood, and rhetoric school. Well, we can do you blood and love without the rhetoric, and we can do you blood and rhetoric without the love, and we can do you all three concurrent or consecutive. But we can't give you love and rhetoric without the blood. Blood is compulsory. They're all blood, you see.”
    Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

  • #10
    Tom Stoppard
    “The bad end unhappily; the good, unluckily. That is what tragedy means.”
    Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

  • #11
    Tom Stoppard
    “Guil: …The truth is, we value your company, for want of any other. We have been left so much to our own devices— after a while one welcomes the uncertainty of being left to other people’s.
    Player: Uncertainty is the normal state. You’re nobody special.
    [He makes to leave again. Guil loses his cool.]
    Guil: But for God’s sake what are we supposed to do?!
    Player: Relax. Respond. That’s what people do. You can’t go through life questioning your situation at every turn.
    Guil: But we don’t know what’s going on, or what to do with ourselves. We don’t know how to act.
    Player: Act natural. You know why you’re here at least.
    Guil: We only know what we’re told, and that’s little enough. And for all we know it isn’t even true.
    Player: For all anyone knows, nothing is. Everything has to be taken on trust; truth is only that which is taken to be true. it’s the currency of living. There may be nothing behind it, but it doesn’t make any difference so long as it is honored.”
    Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead

  • #12
    Neil Gaiman
    “What I say is, a town isn’t a town without a bookstore. It may call itself a town, but unless it’s got a bookstore, it knows it’s not foolin’ a soul.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #13
    Neil Gaiman
    “Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are."
    The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
    "Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
    "Fuck you," said the raven.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #14
    Neil Gaiman
    “There's never been a true war that wasn't fought between two sets of people who were certain they were in the right. The really dangerous people believe they are doing whatever they are doing solely and only because it is without question the right thing to do. And that is what makes them dangerous.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #15
    Neil Gaiman
    “People believe, thought Shadow. It's what people do. They believe, and then they do not take responsibility for their beliefs; they conjure things, and do not trust the conjuration. People populate the darkness; with ghosts, with gods, with electrons, with tales. People imagine, and people believe; and it is that rock solid belief, that makes things happen.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #16
    Neil Gaiman
    “Fuck you," said Czernobog. "Fuck you and fuck your mother and fuck the fucking horse you fucking rode in on. You will not even die in battle. No warrior will taste your blood. No one alive will take your life. You will die a soft, poor death. You will die with a kiss on your lips and a lie in your heart.”
    Neil Gaiman, American Gods

  • #17
    Terry Pratchett
    “The presence of those seeking the truth is infinitely to be preferred to the presence of those who think they've found it.”
    Terry Pratchett, Monstrous Regiment

  • #18
    Terry Pratchett
    “The enemy isn't men, or women, it's bloody stupid people and no one has the right to be stupid.”
    Terry Pratchett, Monstrous Regiment

  • #19
    David Sedaris
    “When her muzzle grew more white than brown, the chipmunk forgot that she and the squirrel had had nothing to talk about. She forgot the definition of "jazz" as well and came to think of it as every beautiful thing she had ever failed to appreciate: the taste of warm rain; the smell of a baby; the din of a swollen river, rushing past her tree and onward to infinity.”
    David Sedaris, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk

  • #20
    P.C. Hodgell
    “That which can be destroyed by the truth should be.”
    P.C. Hodgell, Seeker's Mask

  • #21
    Douglas Adams
    “We demand rigidly defined areas of doubt and uncertainty!”
    Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy

  • #22
    David Sedaris
    “Leeches are singing in my asshole.”
    David Sedaris, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk

  • #23
    David Sedaris
    “The hippo did, and I heard what sounded at first like a rabble, many voices talking over one another. Then I realized that they weren’t talking.

    “Let me get this straight,” the hippo said when I explained what was going on. “Leeches are singing inside my asshole.”
    David Sedaris, Squirrel Seeks Chipmunk

  • #24
    Michel Faber
    “The holy book he’d spent so much of his life preaching from had one cruel flaw: it was not very good at offering encouragement or hope to those who weren’t religious.”
    Michel Faber, The Book of Strange New Things

  • #25
    Michel Faber
    “There was a red button on the wall labeled EMERGENCY, but no button labeled BEWILDERMENT.”
    Michel Faber, The Book of Strange New Things

  • #26
    Michel Faber
    “Anyway,” Peter continued. “I got the most amazing welcome. These people are desperate to learn about God!”
    “Well, ain’t that a lick on the dick,” said BG.”
    Michel Faber, The Book of Strange New Things

  • #27
    Michel Faber
    “Peter was struck by the scar’s essential nature: it was not a disfigurement, it was a miracle. All the scars ever suffered by anyone in the whole of human history were not suffering but triumph: triumph against decay, triumph against death.”
    Michel Faber, The Book of Strange New Things

  • #28
    Michel Faber
    “Being apart was wrong. Simply lying side by side did more for a relationship than words. A warm bed, a nest of animal intimacy. Words could be misunderstood, whereas loving companionship bred trust.”
    Michel Faber, The Book of Strange New Things

  • #29
    Michel Faber
    “I just wish,” she said, “that this magnificent, stupendous God of yours could give a fuck.”
    Michel Faber, The Book of Strange New Things

  • #30
    David  Mitchell
    “Power is lost or won, never created or destroyed. Power is a visitor to, not a possession of, those it empowers. The mad tend to crave it, many of the sane crave it, but the wise worry about its long-term side effects. Power is crack cocaine for your ego and battery acid for your soul. Power’s comings and goings, from host to host, via war, marriage, ballot box, diktat, and accident of birth, are the plot of history. The empowered may serve justice, remodel the Earth, transform lush nations into smoking battlefields, and bring down skyscrapers, but power itself is amoral.” Immaculée Constantin now looks up at me. “Power will notice you. Power is watching you now. Carry on as you are, and power will favor you. But power will also laugh at you, mercilessly, as you lie dying in a private clinic, a few fleeting decades from now. Power mocks all its illustrious favorites as they lie dying. ‘Imperious Caesar, dead and turn’d to clay, might stop a hole to keep the wind away.”
    David Mitchell, The Bone Clocks



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