Beacon 23 Quotes

“I call this the Relativistic Weekend Effect. We live in the present, but our happiness relies heavily on the future. Our mood is as much expectation as experience.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“It's because fear sells. It's because war is sport. And it's also very good business.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I’m here because they haven’t made a computer yet that won’t do something stupid one time out of a hundred trillion. Seems like good odds, but when computers are doing trillions of things a day, that means a whole lot of stupid.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“Our tears are trying to serve a purpose, but we rarely let them. I don't know how we got started with subverting that purpose.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“funny how easily we forget the good times while the nightmares haunt us. Guess that’s a survival mechanism. We’re not here to be happy; we’re just here to be here.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“This is what happens when they give you medals for breaking the rules: you forget the rules apply to you.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“You die a little inside every time you have joyless sex. Neurons prune back. The good in there withers. And some things never grow back.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I also very purposefully employ the caps button, because they can, in this way, hear us scream in space:”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“Strange the lengths I’ll go to in order to keep people away from me, considering how lonely I feel most of the time. I guess that’s the strange torment I suffer: dying for company, for someone to talk to, but it’s never the right someone who shows. And an unwelcome presence is far worse than miserable silence.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“And the only thing that ends a war like this is trust, release, love for those we hate, arms around those who would kill us, forgiveness, forgiveness, forgiveness.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I remember the rule for semicolons; the sentences on both sides have to be full ones.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“couldn’t fight anymore. You fight because your squad needs you to. When the last man standing beside you goes down, you don’t need a bullet to take out your knees; the depression does that for you. I’ve seen the biggest troopers felled by the heavy darkness. I’ve watched them curl up in the mud and just stop moving. I remember hoping that’d never be me. And here I am.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“Love comes as fast as shrapnel in the trenches. It’s indiscriminate. It gets whoever’s closest. When it’s your time, it’s your time.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“In a horror movie, when everyone is hugging their shins and shouting for the main character to turn and run, or crawl under the bed, or call the cops, or grab a gun, NASA would be the dude in the back shouting, “Go see what made that noise! And take a flashlight!”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I pull her against me, not to make love to her, but just to love her. To hold something good and imperfect and fucked up, and to feel someone holding all of that in return.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“That’s all. Just that pocket of warmth in a freezing lake. Just a glancing ray of sunshine. A star that winks once, twice, then turns away. Death without the dying.    ”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I can see the scene down in Mission Control right now: a man in a white shirt and black tie checking my vitals on a readout, his chief inquiring if I’ve hit REM sleep yet. “Affirmative, sir. Sleeping like a baby.” “Excellent. Queue up the machine that goes bing!”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“NASA is weird about the things they fear. They get really nervous about unknown life forms, and yet it’s all they talk about. They’re like teenage boys with sex in this way.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I’m sorry.” Two words that I used to choke on when I was younger, that I only now know the value of, the true worth, and how good they feel to say.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“It’s this positive outlook on life that got me through three and a half tours of duty and the last six months of my first beacon stint. I’m a chipper guy, once you get to know the raw, dark dread and petrified fear that lurks in my breast and that I battle with every waking moment and that sometimes has me sobbing into my palms when no one is around and makes it really hard to be in crowds or to stand any loud sounds and has me thinking I’ll probably never be in a functional relationship again, platonic or otherwise. Once you get that, you have to say to yourself, “Hey, why’s this guy so damn happy all the time?”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I hated Sundays as a kid. From the moment I woke up, I could feel Monday looming, could feel another school week all piled up and ready to smother me. How was I supposed to enjoy a day of freedom while drowning in dread like that? It was impossible. A pit would form in my chest and gut—this indescribable emptiness that I knew should be filled with fun, but instead left me casting about for something to do. Knowing I should be having fun was a huge part of the problem. Knowing that this was a rare day off, a welcome reprieve, and here I was miserable and fighting against it. Maybe this was why Fridays at school were better than Sundays not in school. I was happier doing what I hated, knowing a Saturday was coming, than I was on a perfectly free Sunday with a Monday right around the corner.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“I suffer: dying for company, for someone to talk to, but it’s never the right someone who shows. And an unwelcome presence is far worse than miserable silence.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“Where's the everlasting peace? Is there even such a thing? Or do we war like alien races war, eternally, against ourselves?”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“There aren’t any rules about how long you gotta know someone to know you love them.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“If he checks the colreg logs, he’ll see that I’m not exactly lying. I am under quarantine. What the logs won’t say is that it was a computer virus, and that the victim was my beacon. Strange the lengths I’ll go to in order to keep people away from me, considering how lonely I feel most of the time. I guess that’s the strange torment I suffer: dying for company, for someone to talk to, but it’s never the right someone who shows. And an unwelcome presence is far worse than miserable silence.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“is the problem with illusions: They form easy enough, but once they fall apart, they’re impossible to put back together. They’re like humans in that way.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“And Rocky still sounds angry at me for drilling a hole through his skull. I only did it to keep him close. Woulda lost him otherwise. Do we have to hurt the ones we love to keep them close?”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“say bad things come in threes, but I don’t think that’s true. I think bad things keep right on coming.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“And an unwelcome presence is far worse than miserable silence.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23

“By the time you’re reading this warning, you’ve already acted responsibly.”
― Hugh Howey, Beacon 23