We protect the past. And the way I see it, that means we need to understand it.
Victoria SchwabYou're trying to block out every bit of noise. But people are made of noise, Mac. The world is full of noise. And finding quiet isn't about pushing everything out. It's just about pulling yourself in.
Victoria SchwabProperly buried."
"Properly kept."
"That is the way with witches."
"And with all things.
Mots clés cleanliness witches
His gaze settles on the discarded book. He leans, reaching until his fingertips graze Dante's Inferno, still on its bed of folded sheets. "What have we here?" he asks.
"Required reading," I say.
"It's a shame they do that," he says, thumbing through the pages. "Requirement ruins even the best of books.
Mots clés reading
Lying is easy. But it's lonely."
"What do you mean?"
"When you lie to everyone about everything, what's left? What's true?"
"Nothing," I say.
"Exactly.
Mots clés truth loneliness telling-truth
Because the only way to truly record a person is not in words, not in still frames, but in bone and skin and memory.
Victoria SchwabMagda looks at me as if I've gone mad. Or I've grown up. It's kind of the same thing.
Victoria SchwabMots clés growing-up madness adulthood mad adults
What if I mess up?"
"Oh, you will. You'll mess up, you'll make mistakes, you'll break things. Some you'll be able to piece together, and others you'll lose. That's all a given. But there's only one thing you have to do for me."
"What's that?"
"Stay alive long enough to mess up again.
Mots clés life inspirational
Don't you see, Owen?"
"See what?"
"The day's over.
The Archive makes us monsters. And then it breaks the ones who get too strong, and buries the ones who know too much.
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