All Our Tomorrows Quotes

“He was covered with ink, but this piece stood out to her. The script that flowed over his forearm said “If I could, I would. Baby, I swear I would.” She looked the words up later, thinking they were song lyrics, but found nothing that matched. Maybe the tattoo artist had meant to do lyrics but had gotten it wrong. Or maybe she was misremembering, or maybe they were pathless, lyrics to nothing.”
― Amy DeBellis, All Our Tomorrows

“It seemed that it never stopped. That she was constantly doomed to always look to the future, her mind always skipping one step ahead, until it and she reached the inevitable end.”
― Amy DeBellis, All Our Tomorrows

“Why was her thoughtless tattoo permanent, but these precious days were not? They thinned out, stiffened, shattered like frozen paper. Leaving nothing but a handful of lyrics and sand in her shoes.”
― Amy DeBellis, All Our Tomorrows

“She hated what these men represented, hated that her personal life, or at least her romantic life, was reduced to gazing at tiny photographs and using the scant information there to decide if she wanted to allow that person into her space, into her body, into her mind.”
― Amy DeBellis, All Our Tomorrows

“But AIs were instead happily churning out art and music and writing, leaving humans to perform the mechanical clerical work, the rote tasks that dimmed creativity and deadened hope. And it was Janet’s job to look through people’s grievances, rooting around in their letters for clues to all their sadnesses, all their pain, all of the negative spaces inside their souls.”
― Amy DeBellis, All Our Tomorrows

“Within five minutes she had picked up her phone and was scrolling through various apps and articles, her concentration fractured into a million glittering shards, none of them reflecting anything worth notice.”
― Amy DeBellis, All Our Tomorrows

“He would probably think her just as shallow and ignorant as everyone else here was: eating appetizers and gazing out the window at the filthy Hudson, dressed in a gown the color of the vanishing forest.”
― Amy DeBellis, All Our Tomorrows