The Last Town Quotes

“I wish we lived in a world where actions were measured by the intentions behind them. But the truth is, they’re measured by their consequences.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“I’ve found in my life that sometimes the best company is your own.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“I know it’s crazy, but I’m holding tight to the idea that a small act of kindness can have real resonance.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Because no matter what had happened in the past, in this harrowing present, everybody needed everybody.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Sometimes we have to do things we don’t want to.” “Why?” “Because they’re the right things.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“In the world we came from, our existence was so easy. And so full of discontent because it was so easy. How do you find meaning when you’re one of seven billion? When food, clothing, everything you need is just one Walmart away? When we numb our minds to sleep on all manner of screens and HD entertainment, the meaning of life, of our existence and purpose, becomes lost.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“I think I finally understand why God went away and left the world to destroy itself.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“The old woman sat in her leather recliner, the footrest extended, a dinner tray on her lap. By candlelight, she turned the cards over, halfway through a game of Solitaire. Next door, her neighbors were being killed. She hummed quietly to herself. There was a jack of spades. She placed it under the queen of hearts in the middle column. Next a six of diamonds. It went under the seven of spades. Something crashed into her front door. She kept turning the cards over. Putting them in their right places. Two more blows. The door burst open. She looked up. The monster crawled inside, and when it saw her sitting in the chair, it growled. “I knew you were coming,” she said. “Didn’t think it’d take you quite so long.” Ten of clubs. Hmm. No home for this one yet. Back to the pile. The monster moved toward her. She stared into its small, black eyes. “Don’t you know it’s not polite to just walk into someone’s house without an invitation?” she asked. Her voice stopped it in its tracks. It tilted its head. Blood—from one of her neighbor’s no doubt—dripped off its chest onto the floor. Belinda put down the next card. “I’m afraid this is a one-player game,” she said, “and I don’t have any tea to offer you.” The monster opened its mouth and screeched a noise out of its throat like the squawk of a terrible bird. “That is not your inside voice,” Belinda snapped. The abby shrunk back a few steps. Belinda laid down the last card. “Ha!” She clapped. “I just won the game.” She gathered up the cards into a single deck, split it, then shuffled. “I could play Solitaire all day every day,” she said. “I’ve found in my life that sometimes the best company is your own.” A growl idled again in the monster’s throat. “You cut that right out!” she yelled. “I will not be spoken to that way in my own home.” The growl changed into something almost like a purr. “That’s better,” Belinda said as she dealt a new game. “I apologize for yelling. My temper sometimes gets the best of me.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“What it comes down to for me is that I’d rather us make bad decisions as a group, than to live in the absence of freedom.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone—while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy?” JOB”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“How would one publish a living book, whose stories never ended?”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“When your world falls apart, cling to the familiar.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“He also carried that whiff of unearned arrogance that seems to cling to those who crave authority for the sheer sake of power.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“So we all embark wondering what lies over the horizon, what’s around the next bend. And isn’t that, in the end, what drives us?”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“In the world we came from, our existence was so easy. And so full of discontent because it was so easy. How do you find meaning when you’re one of seven billion? When food, clothing, everything you need is just one Walmart away? When we numb our minds to sleep on all manner of screens and HD entertainment, the meaning of life.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“They didn’t live anymore in a world where life was to be colorful and celebrated. Life had become something you clung to, that you bit down hard on against the pain, like the rubber block in a session of electroshock therapy.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone—while the morning stars sang together and all the angels shouted for joy?”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Wish we lived in a world where actions were measured by the intentions behind them. But the truth is, they’re measured by their consequences.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“When we numb our minds to sleep on all manner of screens and HD entertainment, the meaning of life, of our existence and purpose, becomes lost.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Excuse me?” “You’re a tough hombra.” Theresa rolled her eyes and said, “Come on, brat. We better keep moving.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“See, in my head, I know there’s no right or wrong, but my heart hasn’t made that connection”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“It’s strange,” Ethan said. “The world belongs to them now, but we still possess something they don’t have.” “What?” “Kindness. Decency. That’s what it is to be human. At our best at least.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Your fatal flaw, Ethan, is that you’re under the mistaken impression that people are like you. That they have your courage, your fearlessness, your will. You and I are exceptions, cut from the same cloth. Even my people in the mountain struggle with the fear. But not you and me. We know the truth. We aren’t afraid to look it in the eye.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Now, that curiosity was replaced as she stared up at the fence and wondered, What the hell? It was silent. No electricity humming through its veins. Stupid thing to do, but she couldn’t resist. Reaching out, she grabbed hold of the thick steel cable. Barbs bit into her palm but that was it. No jolt. There was something strangely illicit, erotic even, about touching the wire.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious.’ Albert Einstein”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“The name feels like his own on a level he can’t quite grasp—at the very least, like a star that belongs in his sky.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“Pilcher lies on the gurney, blinking at the lights.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“How much of the crew has been awakened?” “Only eight, counting us.” They reach the automatic glass doors that open into the five-million-square-foot cavern that serves as a warehouse for provisions and building supplies. Affectionately called “the ark,” it is one of the great feats of human engineering and ambition. A damp, mineralized smell pervades. Massive globe lights hang down from the ceiling, stretching back into the ark as far as the eye can see. They walk toward a Humvee parked at the entrance to a tunnel, and already Pilcher is breathless, his legs threatening to seize up with cramps.”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid its cornerstone—while the morning stars”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town

“knowledge? Brace yourself like a man; I will question you, and you shall answer me. “Where were you when I laid the earth’s foundation? Tell me, if you understand. Who marked off its dimensions? Surely you know! Who stretched a measuring line across it? On what were its footings set, or who laid”
― Blake Crouch, The Last Town