I looked past him, to the sea framed in the arched opening of the wall, to the line formed where the water met the sky. The world was not round, I realized. The world was a plate.
'Please,' he whispered. 'Don't.'
Unlike Rurick, Plesec did not die confused.
It is a very thin line between us and the abyss, Will Henry,' he said. 'For most it is like that line out there, where the sea meets the sky. They see it. They cannot deny the evidence of their eyes, but they never cross it. They cannot cross it; though they chase it for a thousand years, it will forever stay where it is. Do you realize it took our species more than ten millennia to realize that simple fact? That the line is unreachable, that we live on a ball and not on a plate? Most of us do, anyway. Men like Jacob Torrance and John Kearns ... Those kinds of men still live on a plate. Do you understand what I mean?'
I nodded. I thought I did.
Hepimiz, ama hepimiz köleyiz Will Henry...Bazılarımız korkunun kölesiyiz.Bazılarımızda mantığın ya da en ilkel arzularımızın kölesiyiz. Köle olmak kaderimiz. Will Henry, asıl mesele neye inanacağımız.Gerçeğe ya da yalana mı bağlı kalmalıyız, umuda ya da çaresizliğe mi, yoksa ışığa ya da karanlığa mı? Ben ışığa hizmet etmekten yanayım, ama ne yazık ki çoğu zaman kendimi karanlıkta buluyorum.
Rick YanceyWe are mere part of a grand whoe, in no way superior, not at all the angels in mortal attire we pretend to be.
Rick YanceyPerhaps that is our doom, our human curse, to never really know one another.
Rick YanceyWe have gone far in our public places to push death aside, to consign it to a dusty corner, but in the wilderness it is ever present. It is the lover who makes life. The sensuous, entwined limbs of of predator and prey, the orgasmic death cry, the final spasmodic rush of blood, and even the soundless insemination of the earth by the fallen tree and crumbling leaf; these are the caresses of life's beloved, the indispensable other.
Rick YanceyHayatimizdaki her şey tepetaklak olduğunda,kim güneşin alevler saça saça denize düşmeyeceğine kefil olabilir ki?
Rick YanceyAnd it occurs to me that there’s no real difference between us, the living and the dead; it’s just a matter of tense: past-dead and future-dead.
Rick YanceyTag: dead
It's hard to plan for what comes next when what comes next is not something you planned for.
Rick YanceyThere was, like, this black hole where the world used to be, and we were both falling toward it. What could we hold on to?
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