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The Arrival (Annihilation #1) The Arrival by Joshua T. Calvert
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“It’s harder to survive and carry on with yourself after you’ve failed to do something or fucked something up than it is to die trying to do the right thing,”
Joshua T. Calvert, The Arrival
“You mean there’s good guys and bad guys?” Hardy snorted. “Sorry, big guy, but in my experience, those concepts don’t exist in reality any more than life and death exist in your physicist-philosopher’s perception. There are only motives and conflicting interests.”
Joshua T. Calvert, The Arrival
“But now he had come near a boundary that he did not know in itself. Every man possessed such a limit, which was a partition between what was worth living for and what made life something unendurable.”
Joshua T. Calvert, The Arrival
“Instead, his mind wore away at the question of how he could go on living. He had never been one prone to defeatism or fatalism, had tried to see the glow of a hope even in harsh setbacks, and had always moved on. With a smile.”
Joshua T. Calvert, The Arrival
“What, huh?” growled Nikos. “Prove to me that you’re not a murderer, even though you have my friend’s blood on your hands? That you’re not a backstabbing traitor who stuck a knife in my back? That I’m supposed to forget all that because you heroically go to the Shard with the one condemned to die? With the one who is only in this situation because of you? Am I supposed to say thank you now?” Matteo had grown paler and paler with each word and swallowed hard. “I... I think I’d better take you back to your room.”
Joshua T. Calvert, The Arrival
“the bald woman with the baseball bat was the only one there. With Maria. He heard a smacking noise that sounded like a melon had fallen to the floor and burst. Then he heard it again, coupled with a crack and followed by a sickening crunch. From that moment on, his screams drowned out every other sound.”
Joshua T. Calvert, The Arrival