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N.K.Jemisin

  • batogshas quoted2 years ago
    He breathes deeply and becomes a fixture of the earth. They tread upon the filaments of his nerves; their voices stir the fine hairs of his skin; their breaths ripple the air he draws into his lungs.
  • batogshas quoted2 years ago
    It is ordinary, as lands go. Mountains and plateaus and canyons and river deltas, the usual. Ordinary, except for its size and its dynamism. It moves a lot, this land. Like an old man lying restlessly abed it heaves and sighs, puckers and farts, yawns and swallows. Naturally this land’s people have named it the Stillness. It is a land of quiet and bitter irony.
  • batogshas quoted2 years ago
    Most Yumenescenes prefer polite abstraction over vulgar actuality
  • batogshas quoted2 years ago
    arms full of milky, bloody stone
  • sillionhas quoted2 years ago
    There is an art to smiling in a way that others will believe. It is always important to include the eyes; otherwise, people will know you hate them.
  • sillionhas quoted2 years ago
    Then she wonders why a part of her is trying to find value in degradation.
  • sillionhas quoted2 years ago
    One cannot reasonably expect sameness out of so much difference,
  • sillionhas quoted2 years ago
    “Isn’t it understandable that we might be… uncomfortable?”

    “Discomfort is understandable. It’s the rudeness that isn’t.”
  • sillionhas quoted2 years ago
    And that’s a really shitty apology. ‘I’m sorry you’re so abnormal that I can’t manage to treat you like a human being.’
  • sillionhas quoted2 years ago
    THIS IS WHAT YOU ARE at the vein, this small and petty creature. This is the bedrock of your life. Father Earth is right to despise you, but do not be ashamed. You may be a monster, but you are also great.
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