Nature doesn’t see things through the prism of good or bad. It rewards efficiency.
Warm, the sky above a deep and cloudless cobalt. The man checked the pockets of his slacks, and then of his single-breasted coat. No wallet. No money clip. No ID. No keys. No phone. Just a small Swiss...
Was there even a point to the creation of books and art when humanity lived on the precipice of extinction?
Name on the side of it. His pulse beginning to accelerate.
What a miracle it is to have people to come home to every day.To be loved.To be expected.
Aashif stares at him through a hood of black cloth that reveals only a pair of brown, malevolent eyes and a mouthful of smiling teeth too white and perfect to be a product of any fourth-world, Middle-...
Thought. He
There’s a weightlessness that permeates everything because no damning choices have been made, no paths committed to, and the road forking out ahead is pure, unlimited potential.
All your life you’re told you’re unique. An individual. That no one on the planet is just like you. It’s humanity’s anthem.
Colors and the picket-fenced lawns and the shoppes we spell the olde English way and the sweet smell of the river running through. Parking spaces are plentiful in the off-season. They choose a spot in...
Was a brilliant ache in his optic nerve, and a steady, painless throbbing at the base of his skull—the distant thunder of an approaching migraine. He rolled onto his side and pushed up into a sitting...
Her therapist, Christian, would tell her to challenge the thought to use. To stop, take a moment, and analyze the error in it.
It has altered, Leven says, but only slightly. Nitrogen and oxygen, thank God, are still the main components. But the makeup is now one percent more oxygen, one percent less nitrogen. Greenhouse gases...
He’s a man on fire, in love with his life again.
If memory is unreliable, if the past and the present can simply change without warning, then fact and truth will cease to exist. How do we live in a world like that?
Do you know how a gun works? They hurt you. They can. I shot a bullet into the back of Molly’s head so she wouldn’t be sick or sad anymore. Did it hurt her?
You know, you remind me of my younger brother. I miss that kid, so much that I sometimes regret killing him.
You in one piece? he asked. His pack lay open in the snow and he was cinching the last strap of a crampon onto his boot.
I assumed that in this moment I'd be terrified of walking into a new world, but I'm not afraid at all.I'm filled with a childlike excitement to see what comes next.As long as my people are with me, I'...
Life doesn't work that way. You live with your choices and learn. You don't cheat the system.
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