The Oracle Year Quotes

“if she let you live, she would use her apparently endless levels of influence to ruin your life,”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“It was like trying to play chess in a pitch-dark room, where you had to determine your opponent’s moves by sense of smell alone. And you had a cold. And your opponent was God.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“If the patriarchy didn’t want her talent on her terms, then they would have to get along without it, while she sat in the shadows, making their lives miserable from time to time, getting rich off their mistakes, exploiting flaws in their security, and selling the solutions back to them.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“Anything can happen, Will Dando thought.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“urbanity.com”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“The reverend’s wife normally affected the personality of a cheerful talking animal in a Disney cartoon,”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“Right,” Hamza said, flipping his laptop open. “It’s a hedge fund. Starrer, Wern, Bigby and Greenborough. They manage assets valued in the neighborhood of thirty-five billion dollars, investing in a wide variety of concerns, from pharmaceuticals to agriculture to nanotech”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“The door seemed purposely designed to generate inquiry as to what was behind it.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“He could have her, and every other woman in the place. He could have the entire bar, if he wanted it. It would only cost him about ten words per person.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“Uh-huh,” she said. “You know how many times I’ve heard that line in the last few months? But you’re using it wrong. You’re supposed to predict that we’ll wake up together tomorrow morning.” Will grinned. “I don’t know about that. But the Jets will win this game.” “By four,” Victoria said. “That’s right.” “If that happens, then I’m all yours. You can take me home and do whatever you want with me.” Will’s eyes widened. “Huh.” “Don’t hold your breath,” Victoria”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“She certainly got her refills more quickly than Will did, and a good two out of three seemed to be left off the tab.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“The Jets were down by three with not much time left on the clock. Will wasn’t ordinarily much for sports. He wasn’t sure he’d ever watched a football game all the way through.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“Anyway, it doesn’t matter. How I got the information, and even why I got it, isn’t important. It’s about what I do with it. “Let’s say I read a book that, oh, teaches me how to weave a rug. Does it matter if I bought that book, or checked it out from the library, or, hell, stole it? No. What makes a difference is whether I go out and weave a rug, or if I just let the information sit in my brain. Taken to the next level, it’s how I use the rug once I’ve woven it. Do I sell it, do I keep it, do I give it away?”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“nothing was less interesting to her than something she already had. And nothing was more interesting to her than something someone told her she could not have.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“None of us are meant for anything, and none of us are meant for nothing. Life is chaos, but it’s also opportunity, risk, and how you manage them.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“He knew frustratingly little about this woman beyond Franklin’s stories of her superhuman ability to solve problems no one else could—and he’d been skeptical when he’d thought the Coach was a man. Now that he knew she was a woman . . . it all just seemed ludicrous. Some sort of ridiculous game.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“It was August 23. It was Sunday. And so, it was Salisbury Steak Day.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“a cup of room coffee,” Will said. “It’s terrible, tastes like chemicals and poison,”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“Just call me Jim,”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year

“Belief is a commodity. It can be packaged, bought and sold. It’s true of saint’s bones, and it’s true of my ministry.”
― Charles Soule, The Oracle Year