If the world breaks a million and one promises, can you trust the million and second?
Rick YanceyIt occurred to me. . .that aberrance is a wholly human construct. There were no such things as monsters outside the human mind. We are vain and arrogant, evolution's highest achievement and most dismal failure, prisoners of our self-awareness and the illusion that we stand in the center, that there is us and then there is everything else but us. But we do not stand apart from or above or in the middle of anything. There is nothing apart, nothing above, and the middle is everywhere - and nowhere. We are no more beautiful and essential or magnificent than an earthworm. In fact - and dare we go there, you and I? - you could say the worm is more beautiful, because it is innocent and we are not. The worm has no motive but to survive long enough to make baby worms. There is no betrayal, no cruelty, no envy, no lust, and no hatred in the worm's heart, and so who are the monsters and which species shall we call aberrant?
Rick YanceyI left them there for the flies and the birds and the sun and the wind. In the silence outside the Tour du Silence, I left them. Where the faceless dead faced the sky, I left them there at the center of the world.
Rick YanceyAnd red is not the color of apples or roses or the dresses that pretty girls wear in the summertime.
That is not the color of red at all.
He stiffened and said with great dignity, "I am a natural scientist. We are accustomed to dealing with shit.
Rick YanceyAwaale cursed softly, but he was smiling. "I am only saying God might have sent me for the little one--not for you."
"That makes more sense," I replied. "I was going to kill her, Awaale. The gun was an inch from her head and I was pulling the trigger..."
"But you did not."
"No. I saw he was feeding, and I panicked."
"Ah, you mean you were meant to save him."
"I am not meant to save anyone!" I snapped. I was suddenly very angry. "I am here to serve the doctor, who's here to serve... to serve science, and that's all. That's all."
"Oh, walaalo." He sighed. "You are more pirate than I ever was.
Speaking of fruit, I'm down--I mean, he's down--to his underwear.
Rick YanceyYou and everyone else on the planet," I said. "Nobody actually knows, and they won't tell us, so everybody sits around guessing and theorizing, and it's all kind of pointless. Maybe they're spacefaring micemen from Planet Cheese and they've come for our provolone.
Rick YanceyTags: cassie
That's my big problem. That's it! Before the Arrival,guys like Evan Walker never looked twice at me, much less shot wild game for me and washed my hair. They never grabbed me by the back of the neck like the airbrushed model on his mother's paperback,abs a-clenching, pecs a-popping. My eyes have never been looked into, or my chin raised to bring my lips within an inch of theirs. I was the girl in the background, the just-friend,or -worse- the friend of a just-friend, the you-sit-next-to-her-in-geometry-but-can't-remember-her-name girl.
Rick YanceyTags: the-5th-wave
Private Zombie, did your mother have any children that lived?"
"Sir! Yes, sir!"
"I bet when you were born she took one look at you and tried to shove you back in!
Tags: zombie ben-parish reznik
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