Hummingbird Salamander Quotes

“We have built so many toxic constructs, we cannot see through the latticework. We have built so many mirrors, there are no windows to shatter.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Sometimes I feel as if we live in hell and don’t even realize it. The lacerations are endless. The lies we accept, the rituals we perform. All these useless acts.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“We must love what has been damaged, because everything has been damaged. And to love the damage is to know you care about that world. That you’re still alive. That the world is alive.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Delusional. Naïve. Unworkable. Dangerous. That is what the enemy called the necessities for survival. For flourishing.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Hard to describe what those next years felt like to live through. Except as a hollowing out, a loss beyond repair...even as it kept begging to be repaired. While the promise of what had been so very close haunted me. In so many ways.

"So much in motion, such energy, it disguised the decay of things, the incremental rot. How much was hollowed out."

Impossible to tell how fast society was collapsing because history had been riddled through with disinformation, and reality was composed of half-fictions and full-on paranoid conspiracy theories. You couldn't figure out if collapse was a cliff or a gentle slope because all the mental constructs obscured it. Multinationals kept their monopolies, shed jobs or even their identities, but most did not go under. Governments became more autocratic, on average.

Here was fine, there was a disaster. But here was just a different kind of disaster. A thick mist drenched in the smoke of flares that kept curling back on us. Why fight a mist if all that lay ahead was more of the same?

Those of us who survived the pandemic, and all the rest, passed through so many different worlds. Like time travelers. Some of us lived in the past. Some in the present, some in an unknowable future. If you lived in the past, you disbelieved the conflagration reflected in the eyes of those already looking back at you. You mistook the pity and anger, how they despised you. How, rightly, they despised you.

So we stitched our way through what remained of life. The wounds deeper. The disconnect higher.

The shock that shattered our bones yet left us standing.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“But the truth was what Silvina had seen: we were already ghosts. We just kept haunting each other for no reason. Even as we kept awaiting the mortal blow. But there would be no mortal blow, just endless depths.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“I want to be lost,” Silvina wrote once. “I want to be so far beyond anything that there is no map, and the compass spins wild. And when I come back, if I come back, you need to know I’ve changed, and with that change it means I carry ‘lost’ with me everywhere, even in the heart of the city. That I am lost forever, and that’s how we need to be. So the systems can’t find us, can’t wreck us. So our heads are clear.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“The face that stares back at you from the mirror later in life is so different than when you’re young. There’s a winnowing away and a shutting down. A sense of something having been taken from you and you don’t know exactly what it is, just that it isn’t there anymore. What opens up to you instead is experience, is cunning, is foreknowledge. Nothing you sought.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Pillars of the community. They believed in the future. They believed they were contributing to the future even as they took the future away.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“There was a tear in the sleeve of her blouse. Her pink nail polish had chipped. Details were escaping her. I sympathized.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“I never much understood the point of the world of men. How they fed off each other. How they motivated themselves. I mean, I got the purpose, but I navigated that world the way an astronaut would an alien landscape. Trying not to breathe the same air. Which was impossible, of course.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“The face that stares back at you from the mirror later in life is so different than when you're young. There's a winnowing away and a shutting down. A sense of something having been taken from you and you don't know exactly what it is, just that it isn't there anymore.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“But the trick of the world was to contain all things.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Homeland security still exists?”
“Not by that name. Just their drones. Do you know how many secret drones lacerate the sky these days? They’ll outlast us all. Form their own civilization.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Except, later, I understood Ned better—after he was gone. It wasn’t just escape, all those mysterious details, that amazing mythical salamander. By telling me the giant salamander could be near where we lived, he was changing the landscape around me. He was changing what we dreaded, what stifled him, into something exciting and positive and new.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Hadn’t the hummingbird been a kind of miracle? Hadn’t it diminished us not to see this as a miracle and protect it?”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“But: the joy. Even then, there must have been moments of joy and of contentment on the journey. Sanctuaries and times of plenty. It wasn’t just a winnowing. It was a life. I held fast to that. Even if it was selfish, for myself.”
― Jeff Vandermeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“The intimacy that salamanders have with their environment forces them to be sentinels of environmental change.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Dobbiamo amare ciò che è stato ferito, perché tutto è stato ferito. E amare le ferite vuol dire avere a cuore il mondo. Vuol dire essere vivi. Vuol dire che il mondo è vivo.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Interferivamo con tutto, non lasciavamo stare nulla [...]. Non potevamo accettare che ci fosse qualcosa di intatto. [...] Non li lasciavamo stare neanche dopo la morte.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“very least, we had become a failed state. Was the world a failed state, too?”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Many of our clients engaged in “greenwashing”: co-opting environmental causes to project an image of being sustainable.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Windows plastered with advertisements for all the things we were supposed to want that were killing us.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“I think now, so late, too late, of the neighbor’s lawn service, using leaf blowers to release herbicide all over their lovely roses. How all of that invisible death didn’t disappear into the air. How it coated us, all of us, and that holding pond. How it masked us from ourselves. How it shone through us and we didn’t even know it.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“We were assholes and opportunists and sociopaths, a lot of us. We thought we were on the right side of things. But what did it mean that our clients resembled ghouls and grave robbers? I knew their families, or photos of their families”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Most people in New York City had started wearing masks, to keep the pollution out, but also to protect privacy.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Little in New York felt glamorous anymore. An eruption of the real had overtaken the unreal that week. Everyone felt the depression of that. Wildfires had consumed states in the heartland. Cyclones another. Earthquakes from fracking were omnipresent. Oil spills from pipelines that didn’t bear thinking about. Pandemic, a rumor gathering strength.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“wasn’t. This stutter-step of disaster after natural disaster was just a blip next to LED lights, driverless cars, a possible end to poverty through gene-edited crops. Mulled wine and stockings over the fireplace. Crisp smell of the six-foot fir that had been cut down so it could be adorned with plastic and glass baubles that polluted the house. As the tree died in celebration, there in our family room. Maybe I was withdrawn during their”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“That month the southern white rhino and a species of pangolin had gone extinct. Wildfires in five countries meant animals were crawling to the side of roads to beg people speeding by in cars for water. People were poisoning vultures and shooting bats out of the sky, scared of pandemics. To care more meant putting a bullet in your brain. So, like many, I had learned to care less. Silvina called it “the fatal adaptation.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander

“Hummers evolved high in the Andes Mountains with progressive colonization of lower altitudes and expanded latitudes, especially to the north, and eventually to the far reaches of Canada and Alaska. They remain restricted to the Americas, with the vast majority of the 300+ species residents of South America.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Hummingbird Salamander