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Pines (Wayward Pines, #1) Pines by Blake Crouch
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“Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you.
- Joseph Heller”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“You think man can destroy the planet? What intoxicating vanity. Earth has survived everything in its time. It will certainly survive us. To the earth...a million years is nothing. This planet lives and breathes on a much vaster scale. We can’t imagine its slow and powerful rhythms, and we haven’t got the humility to try. We’ve been residents here for the blink of an eye. If we’re gone tomorrow, the earth will not miss us.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“For every perfect little town, there's something ugly underneath. No dream without the nightmare.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Nature doesn’t see things through the prism of good or bad. It rewards efficiency. That’s the beautiful simplicity of evolution. It matches design to environment.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Perfection was a surface thing. The epidermis. Cut a few layers deep, you begin to see some darker shades. Cut to the bone—pitch black.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“There were moments when you saw the people you loved for who they really were, separate from the baggage of projection and shared histories. When you saw them with fresh eyes, as a stranger might, and caught the feeling of the first time you loved them. Before the tears and the armor chinks. When there was still the possibility of perfection.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Since the Industrial Revolution, we’ve treated our world like it was a hotel room and we were rock stars.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“His experience, there was darkness everywhere human beings gathered. The way of the world. Perfection was a surface thing. The epidermis. Cut a few layers deep, you begin to see some darker shades. Cut to the bone - pitch black.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“They say all art—whether books, music, or visual—is a reaction to other art.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“His father asked Ethan in a raspy voice, “You spend time with your son?” “Much as I can,” he’d answered, but his father had caught the lie in his eyes. “It’ll be your loss, Ethan. Day’ll come, when he’s grown and it’s too late, that you’d give a kingdom to go back and spend a single hour with your son as a boy. To hold him. Read a book to him. Throw a ball with a person in whose eyes you can do no wrong. He doesn’t see your failings yet. He looks at you with pure love and it won’t last, so you revel in it while it’s here.” Ethan thinks often of that conversation, mostly when he’s lying awake in bed at night and everyone else is asleep, and his life screaming past at the speed of light—the weight of bills and the future and his prior failings and all these moments he’s missing—all the lost joy—perched like a boulder on his chest.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Since the Industrial Revolution, we’ve treated our world like it was a hotel room and we were rock stars. But we aren’t rock stars. In the scheme of evolutionary forces, we are a weak, fragile species. Our genome is corruptible, and we so abused this planet that we ultimately corrupted that precious DNA blueprint that makes us human.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Day’ll come, when he’s grown and it’s too late, that you’d give a kingdom to go back and spend a single hour with your son as a boy. To hold him. Read a book to him. Throw a ball with a person in whose eyes you can do no wrong. He doesn’t see your failings yet. He looks at you with pure love and it won’t last, so you revel in it while it’s here.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“His experience, there was darkness everywhere human beings gathered.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“You are one ugly motherfucker.” Ethan chuckled. “Sorry. I couldn’t resist. It’s from a movie. Seriously, what the hell are you?”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“I have good intentions, but... But what? But all the time I fail. I hurt the ones I love.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“The sting and the shame of all he’s put her through are still raw. He can’t say for certain, but he suspects that if she’d done the same to him, he’d already be gone.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“The people in town, for the most part, can’t handle the truth of what’s out there. But you…you can’t handle the lie. The not knowing. You’re the first resident I’ve ever shared any of this with. Of course, it’s crushed your family to see the difficulty you’ve had.”
Blake Crouch, Pines: Wayward Pines: 1
“He watched the stars go dark as the sun breathed fire into the sky, and when it finally cleared the ridge on the far side of the river, he bathed in the rays of gorgeous warmth streaming into his alcove and toasting the frozen stone.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“He’d never hit a woman in his life, but as Pam moved in for more, he couldn’t shake the thought that it would feel so satisfying to connect his right elbow with this bitch’s jaw.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Since the Industrial Revolution, we’ve treated our world like it was a hotel room and we were rock stars. But we aren’t rock stars. In the scheme of evolutionary forces, we are a weak, fragile species.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Many did. Adopted moral codes. Created religions. Murdered in the names of gods they’d never seen or heard. You believe in the universe?” “Sure.” “Oh, so you’ve been to space. Seen those distant galaxies firsthand?” “Point taken.”
Blake Crouch, Pines: Wayward Pines: 1
“The people in town, for the most part, can’t handle the truth of what’s out there. But you…you can’t handle the lie.”
Blake Crouch, Pines: Wayward Pines: 1
“You aren't crazy. They're just trying to make you think you are.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“There's something wrong with this place.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“You think man can destroy the planet? What intoxicating vanity. Earth has survived everything in its time. It will certainly survive us. To the earth…a million years is nothing. This planet lives and breathes on a much vaster scale. We can’t imagine its slow and powerful rhythms, and we haven’t got the humility to try. We’ve been residents here for the blink of an eye. If we’re gone tomorrow, the earth will not miss us. —Michael Crichton”
Blake Crouch, Pines: Wayward Pines: 1
“Look, when violence becomes the norm, people adapt to the norm. No different than the gladiator games or throwing Christians to the lions or public hangings in the old West. An atmosphere of self-policing isn’t a bad thing.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“My God. Someone beat the shit out of me.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“Many did [believed in God]. Adopted moral codes. Created religions. Murdered in the names of gods they’d never seen or heard.”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“On his first attempt to get up, his knees buckled and he sat down hard enough to send”
Blake Crouch, Pines
“warm, the sky above a deep and cloudless cobalt. The man checked the pockets of his slacks, and then of his single-breasted coat. No wallet. No money clip. No ID. No keys. No phone. Just a small Swiss Army knife in one of the inner pockets. *”
Blake Crouch, Pines

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