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The Iron Dragon's Daughter (The Iron Dragon's Daughter #1) The Iron Dragon's Daughter by Michael Swanwick
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“You start by reading books, and you end by loving them”
Michael Swanwick, The Iron Dragon's Daughter
“Silent, unseen, small cousin of death,
Born this instant, closer than breath,
Killer of thought, assassin of dreams,
Memory's surgeon, the end of your schemes.”
Michael Swanwick, The Iron Dragon's Daughter
“There is a logic to the shapes of lives and relationships, and that logic is embedded in the stuff of existence. The lover does not awake one morning convinced he would rather be an engineer. The musician does not abandon her keyboard without regrets. The CEO does not surrender wealth. Or if he does, he will find it easier to give up everything, find a cave in the mountains and become a philosopher than to simply downscale his life-style. You see? We are all of us living stories that on some deep level give us satisfaction. If we are unhappy with our stories, that is not enough to free us from them. We must find other stories that flow naturally from those we have been living.”
Michael Swanwick, The Iron Dragon's Daughter
“Surely you’ll agree that the planets order and control our destinies?” “They do not.” “Not at all?” “No.” “Then what does? Control our destinies, I mean.” “The only external forces that have any influence on us are those we can see every day: the smile, the frown, the fist, the brick wall. What you call ‘destiny’ is merely a semantic fallacy, the attribution of purpose to blind causality. Insofar as any of us are compelled to resist the flow of random events, we are driven solely by internal drives and forces.”
Michael Swanwick, The Iron Dragon's Daughter
“I lied," the dragon said with a fearful complacency. "Everyone you have ever met has lied to you. Life exists, and all who live are born to suffer. The best moments are fleeting and bought with the coin of exquisite torment. All attachments end. All loved ones die. All that you value passes away. In such a vexatious existence laughter is madness and joy is folly. Shall we accept that it all happens for no reason, with no cause? That there is nobody to blame but ourselves but that accepting the responsibility is pointless for doing so cannot ease, defer, or deaden the pain? Not likely! It is so much more comforting to erect a straw figure on which to blame it all.
"Some bow down before the Goddess and others curse her every name. There is not a fart's difference between the two approaches. They cling to the fiction of the Goddess because admitting the alternative is unbearable."
"Then what—why—what do you want me for?" To her dismay, tears coursed down Jane's face. Oh how Melanchthon must be enjoying this, she thought. What satisfaction it must give him. "You've toyed with me, made promises, gone through Hell-knows-what machinations to bring me here. Why? What's the point of it?"
"I want your help to destroy the universe.”
Michael Swanwick, The Iron Dragon's Daughter
“when the down on the nape of her neck”
Michael Swanwick, The Iron Dragon's Daughter
“The television set groaned and wept blood when they turned it on.”
Michael Swanwick, The Iron Dragon's Daughter