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161 " Opening her mouth to take a bite seemed forward. Chewing? Obscene. Mutual mastication was out of the question. "
― Thomm Quackenbush , Find What You Love and Let It Kill You
162 " She sat in the silence that resulted in the absence of her words, feeling unburdened but not absolved. "
― Thomm Quackenbush , Flies to Wanton Boys
163 " Pagans can be just as monstrous as any other group. They can be murderers, rapists, pedophiles. We need to accept that they are our problem and deal with them. We need to speak against their crimes and challenge them rather than letting our silence make us complicit. "
― Thomm Quackenbush , Pagan Standard Times: Essays on the Craft
164 " No divinity worth His salt could be contained in a book. "
165 " Think about the whole Biblical story of Mary. She wakes up and sees something with a lion, eagle, and human face that wants to inseminate her with the Holy Seed. She’s practically a saint just for not killing herself on the spot. "
166 " My soul is not satisfied with an inert universe. The gods may not make a habit of speaking to me personally, but I can't help but whisper comments to them. "
167 " She resented a universe that forced her to fabricate cover stories for its more inexplicable vagaries. "
― Thomm Quackenbush , Artificial Gods (Night's Dream, #3)
168 " She had picked up life where she had left off... and hoped that would be enough to get the universe to politely overlook her. "
― Thomm Quackenbush , Danse Macabre (Night's Dream, #2)
169 " She could not keep his death in her head, like when she tried to imagine the infiniteness of the universe and nearly swooned at the vastness of the thought. "
170 " In the pause that followed, Shane understood why people said their hearts broke. She always thought it was a weak metaphor of strong emotion. She could feel each bit of shrapnel from her heart stab at her stomach and lungs. Her knees gave out beneath her as she heard the voice tell her what she already knew in her fragments of cardiac tissue. "
― Thomm Quackenbush , We Shadows (Night's Dream, #1)
171 " My characters will happily march off a cliff if it is in them to do so, but may the gods help me if I write that the character is an alcoholic when they are not. They will fight me at every turn and it is their domain. A writer cannot win against a stubborn character. "
172 " The UFOs were explicable enough, just experimental aircrafts from the airport. Of course the government was not going to tell people what was actually going on. She would not be surprised if the government encouraged the UFO cultists to flock there as the perfect cover, since no one would ever believe them. "
173 " It is a challenge to love someone who does not see the divine as you do, and much harder still to date someone who considers your spirituality a design flaw in an otherwise worthwhile human being. "
174 " [H]er retaliation only made the sin the greater because she could not find words to confess. "
175 " I don’t much care for all this talk of God washing away all my dirt. I like a bit of grit around the edges. It gives me character and does a passable job of faking depth, from a distance. "
176 " Were genuine aliens to find us… the chances were fairly good they would appear in a form beyond reckoning, shaped by the requirements of their environment. It was only for the convenience of the costume department of Star Trek that people believed in humanoid aliens. "
177 " The dark places will not be instinctively frightening, true, but isn’t it better that children fear boogeymen than pedophiles? Isn’t it better that libraries are filled to the brim with stories and not only words? "
178 " The nature of God's plan can be difficult to fathom when you are toiling in some small corner of it, but it is glorious from above, if you allow yourself the perspective. "
179 " I don’t think very many people get converted by someone telling them they are terrible. No one I’d want to rub shoulders with in Heaven, anyway. "
180 " To have the experience I did as a child, I would have to be a physically different being, one with whom I share nearly nothing. On a cellular level, aside from the neurons of my cerebral cortex and a few other stranglers in my heart and eyes, I am not him. "
― Thomm Quackenbush , A Creature Was Stirring