Some of us are born in the right place, and some of us have to go look for it.
Chris WoodingDon't confuse contentment with happiness...
Chris WoodingStichwörter: poison
Devil-boy Jack: "A higher power than ours directs us against the wych-kin. There is no turning back."
Thaniel Fox: "There is no higher power, Devil-boy! And I am no-one's pawn, neither man nor wych nor whatever entity you speak of."
Devil-boy Jack: "I do not speak of entities. I speak of the force that created the physics of the universe, the force that makes time flow forward and not allow everything to happen at once, the force that sets the patterns to which the planets turn. Its weapons are coincidence, unlikelihood, happenstance. It is there when a man stops suddenly to pick up a coin dropped by another man ten days before, and the woman who is to be his wife bumps into him, and five hundred years hence their offspring rules half the world. It is there when a chance comment causes a scientist to think, What if...? and ten years later a great plague is cured. It is so vast that what we call chaos is simply another part of its order, with a shape too big to see. It has no name, nor will it ever have, though man may hint darkly at fate and destiny. It is what it is... the pattern. We may choose our own paths, but the pattern is always ahead of us. It is a way. It is the way.
Stichwörter: philosophical
Things just seem so much better in theory than in practice.
Chris WoodingStichwörter: darian-frey
Well, wherever you go, whatever you do, you're still you. You can change your surroundings, start a new life, but you'll always fall into the same old patterns, make the same kind of friends, commit the same mistakes. The thing you need to change is yourself.
Chris WoodingStichwörter: trinica-dracken
She was spared the slow, steady droplets of blood that began to spatter the beds, drip, drip, drip, painting the white sheets in shocked flowers of red
Chris WoodingImagination is as close as we will ever be to godhead . . . for in imagination, we can create wonders.
Chris WoodingHow was is that life never worked out the way it did in his head?
Chris WoodingNot for the first time, he wished he commanded a highly trained bunch of soldiers instead of a ragtag mob of rejects in varying stages of alcoholism.
Chris WoodingOn reflection,’ Crake said to Frey, as they huddled behind an upturned table, ‘this wasn’t one of your better plans.
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