Being alive and living aren't the same.
Alex London, Guardian.
“He took deep breaths. He wanted to sleep. At least in sleeping, he could find a kind of peace. At least in sleeping, he could dream about his dead friends and maybe, until the sun came up, feel lik...”
“Then he pulled Liam forward and pressed their lips together. The kiss was no longer than a second, but in that second, any walls between them fell. Liam's body was Syd's body; Syd's mind was Liam's...”
“They understood what had really held the market together before. Violence. After all, what good was a debt if the creditor couldn't compel it to be paid?”
“Again, Syd had that feeling, the past as an echo, repeating itself as it faded. The poor had longed for Jubilee to save them from the powerful, and now the one-time patrons longed for the Machine t...”
“Amnesia was a soldier's best friend, and luckily, it could be taught. Missing limbs still ache, but missing memories never do.”
“The Spirit Tower has its guardian, but unless it understands who its guardian is, it cannot be guarded.”
“When words lose their meaning and their capacity to bind those who use them, neither democracy nor the rule of law can long survive.”
“Yes, he wanted to tell Krystof, it will hurt. Even if you don't get sick like them. It will hurt.”
“The life of my people is to remember forever; each head granary is full. The life of your people is to forget: your thing granaries ("museums"), and not yourselves, are full.”
“We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.”
“The living sinners on deadly ground.”