I am about to die. It is September 11, and every cell in my body is acutely aware of my looming demise. The certainty of it. The inevitability. Not years from now, not weeks nor days. Moments.

Hugh Howey

Categorized in : Years Cells September 11

Killing a man should be harder than waving a length of pipe in their direction. It should take long enough for one's conscience to get in the way.

men long way

It was the hubris of each generation to think this anew, to think that their time was special, that all things would come to an end with them.

generations special thinking

Sometimes a thing needed opening before closure was found. by Hugh Howey

Sometimes a thing needed opening before closure was found.

closure found sometimes

Fiction challenges us and works its miracles by placing us in the skin of another human being and teaching us empathy.

empathy miracle teaching

Ever since I was twelve, I dreamed of being an author. I just never had the fortitude to see any of my stories through to completion. I would start a book, get a few chapters in, and grow bored or get distracted by something else.

twelve bored book

It’s easy to forgo distractions and to not accumulate things when you have a larger goal on the horizon.

horizon distraction goal

I'd rather excite the imagination of a legion of readers and make pennies from each of them than hold off for a larger chunk of change from only a handful of fans.

fans pennies imagination

The best kisses in the world take place at night, in the ocean, with two naked bodies coiled around one another, only the stars to keep them company.

kissing ocean stars

He’d only ever seen a gun once, a smaller one on the hip of that old deputy, a gun he’d always figured was more for show. He stuffed a fistful of deadly rounds in his pocket, thinking how each one could end an individual life, and understanding why such things were forbidden. Killing a man should be harder than waving a length of pipe in their direction. It should take long enough for one’s conscience to get in the way.

gun men thinking

I use social media not to ask new people to like my stuff. I use social media to connect with that one reader who likes my stuff.

media use people

My only wish is that we leave room for hope. There is good and bad in all things. We find what we expect to find. We see what we expect to see. I have learned that if I tilt my head just right and squint, the world outside is beautiful. The future is bright. There are good things to come.

wish beautiful world

Evan Price is not a man to be questioned. He is a man who will qu... by Hugh Howey

Evan Price is not a man to be questioned. He is a man who will question you.

men

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There were certain things, learned so young and remembered so deep that they felt like little stones in the center of her mind.

stones mind littles

Heroes didn't win. The heroes were whoever happened to win. History told their story -- the dead didn't say a word. All of it was bullshit.

bullshit hero winning

When there’s only God to blame, we forgive him. When it’s our fel... by Hugh Howey

When there’s only God to blame, we forgive him. When it’s our fellow man, we destroy him.

forgiving fellow-man men

That's the problem with the truth," Darcy said. "Liars and honest... by Hugh Howey

That's the problem with the truth," Darcy said. "Liars and honest men both claim to have it.

honest liars men

A seed of hope caught a taste of moisture. Some wishful kernel buried deep, where he was loathe to acknowledge it lest it poison or choke him, began to sprout.

moisture poison taste

My life is too tight, he wanted to say. My skin is too tight. The... by Hugh Howey

My life is too tight, he wanted to say. My skin is too tight. The walls are too tight.

wall skins life-is

"What we control," Juliette said, "is our actions once fate puts... by Hugh Howey

"What we control," Juliette said, "is our actions once fate puts us there."

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