Status Updates From O Céu de Pedra

“...It was too much for him, the knowledge that all of this had happened before. That he was the scion of a people abused; that those people’s forebears were, too, in their turn; that the world as he knew it could not function without forcing someone into servitude. At the time he could see no end to the cycle, no way to demand the impossible of society. So he broke, and he ran.”

Me in my anthropology classes

‘“I would estimate,” Steel continues, “that Guardians typically last three or four thousand years. Can you imagine that length of time?”’

Did I miss something in the earlier books bc they live HOW long????

“Threads of silver roam over her body, determining her discomfort by touching her nerves and then repairing her bruises and scrapes; other threads whip the particles of the bed until friction warms them; yet more threads search her skin for infinitesimal dry flakes and flecks of dust, and scrub them away....”

It's like that one futuristic shower in the Sims games

‘“I think,” Hoa says slowly, “that if you love someone, you don’t get to choose how they love you back.”’

Go off, Hoa!!