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How that one word, on that one day, changed my whole world.

Head ringing with a terror far greater than any felt in the midst of battle or facing a foe, he repeated, I saved her before, I can save her again, under his breath until the words lost all meaning.

,,To be able to go on observing the course of history with your own eyes long after all today’s scholars and matterns are slotted feet-first into the ground.”
“And watch my friends and everyone I care for leave this world while I go on and on . . .”
“Ah . . . yes.” The physician’s crest fell. “There is that . . . The price of p erpetuity . . .

Truth has few friends, madam, but those who love her do so dearly and will pay with everything to keep her at liberty.

Think of something happy. Like chasing after whales or winning an argument against a tortoise.

Taking horrible decisions was part of the job description.

You don't have to believe me. Listen to me or not, as you please. But someday, whether you wish or not... You will learn.

Nothing changes, Rossamünd. You are my factotum, I am your mistress; the plot thickens, that is all.

Well, when you’re being held at gunpoint by a geriatric madman in a metal skirt, you’ve kind of hit rock-bottom anyway, It can’t really get much worse.

I was there to watch men arrive, set to building tiny empires of their own. Whelming and shackling each other, snatching at things once freely given as if they were their own.

For a moment, as he said this, it all made perfect sense. I soon learned
that when he smiled like that, it was hard not to agree with him.

How can he leave them all there? Yet how could he hope to ever set them all free?

(Dont think about Adam.)

I know. There are a lot of monsters out there, and all of them look like humans,

Maybe showing up with these two would
help her forget she is all alone now.
Or maybe it wouldn’t, because you couldn’t just replace a person
you loved with someone new.

,,Even though she’d told herself to accept the fact that she
was going as fast as she could. Trouble was, going as fast as she could
still felt too damned slow."

You couldn’t always tell if someone was good just by looking at them, and Red was taking no chances.

Still, she stood there, hesitating, because it was really easy to
make grand declarations in your mind but not so easy to follow
through on them.

Red thought she had everything all figured out. But she’d forgotten one thing, the most important factor in all those apocalypse books and movies that she loved so much; it was never the Event that was the problem. It was what people did after.

,,She’d almost forgotten what it was like to make silly choices—to watch a horror movie instead of a samurai movie, to have ice cream for dessert instead of a candy bar, to read a book instead of vacuum the floor. She almost wished for a dirty floor tovacuum just then. At least it would mean that nothing had changed."

,,Was this, too, part of growing up? Was it facing the bad things you’d done as well as the good, and knowing all your mistakes had consequences?"

The years had passed, so many of them, and they were
starting to wear on me. After a while it wasn’t fun to always feel like you had
to have fun.

,,I didn’t need to wait at Bear Cave for a boy like that, someone who said I was special but only said it so I wouldn’t look too closely at what he was doing."

I felt that
hard anger receding—not disappearing, for it never disappeared entirely but
waited for the right feeding to bring it back to life.

,,If I said it enough times, maybe it would make me feel better."

What they called moral, he called mindlessness; what he would call right knowing, they would call treachery most foul.

All wicked things bring themselves to an end in the end.