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The Power â Naomi Alderman
He runs pell-mell across an open plain between two great bodies of trees, feet pushing off from the ground as if he could become a bird now, a stream now, a tree now.
The Power â Naomi Alderman
These things are happening all at once. These things are one thing. They are the inevitable result of all that went before. The power seeks its outlet. These things have happened before; they will happen again. These things are always happening.
The Power â Naomi Alderman
There is already so much porn of it. The single dependable human desire is very adaptable; what there is, in humans, is sexy. This, now, is what there is.
The Power â Naomi Alderman
The Porpoise â Mark Haddon
I didnât know the cost Of entering a song â was to lose your way back
Ocean Vuong, âThresholdâ;Â The Porpoise â Mark Haddon
Wanting something this much feels like a rope around her neck. So she succumbs and protests and succumbs and protests. She stares into his eyes, catches herself and mocks him mercilessly in compensation. She is desperate to be in his company then equally desperate for solitude.
The Porpoise â Mark Haddon
He was a man who could withstand any physical pain, face any danger, take rational decisions in situations where lesser men would crumble. Now he wants to die. He has always considered this cowardice. Why settle for the eternal blankness of the afterlife when you can throw the dice one more time? He understands now. It is a decision taken not in the head or the heart, but in the belly.
The Porpoise â Mark Haddon
Let it all burn. None of it matters any more. If this city did not exist, if there were only kelch grass and stone pines and spider crabs and black-backed gulls and the perpetual, unwitnessed accounting of the waves, would the world be richer or poorer?
The Porpoise â Mark Haddon
She has been taught to flatter, to please, to depend, to give way, to make herself small and quiet. She has been told to be soft so that men will always have a means by which they can hurt and control her, that ring through the nose which men call femininity.
The Porpoise â Mark Haddon
His crime and his punishment should cancel out. Instead they combine to form some terrible new thing.
The Porpoise â Mark Haddon
American Spy â Lauren WilkinsonÂ
I learned that a secret is power, that power in application is force, that force is strength, and strength advantage.
American Spy â Lauren WilkinsonÂ
But I do feel sometimes like Iâve been trapped in an absurdistâs fever dream, and that if I couldnât find a way to see humor in our lives, I wouldnât be able to get out of bed.
American Spy â Lauren WilkinsonÂ
Throughout my life, the most consistent way Iâve revealed who I really am is through whom Iâve chosen to love.
American Spy â Lauren WilkinsonÂ
Her attitude didnât seem like rudeness, obsequiousness, or timidityâit seemed to reflect a sincere and complete lack of interest in me. I respected that.
American Spy â Lauren WilkinsonÂ
The only anger I ever expose to the world is through implication, by suggesting that Iâm on the brink of no longer being able to contain my fury. That is what a womanâs strength looks like when itâs palatable: like she is containing herself.
American Spy â Lauren WilkinsonÂ