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1 " Blood was the wine of the spirit, was it not? "
― Ottessa Moshfegh , Lapvona
2 " Marek guessed that Villiam could use his wealth to influence God's will. That was the way things worked, Marek thought. If you didn't have money, you had to be good. "
3 " I am interested in disgust. "
4 " Since he was little, a scraped knee or a whipped back, anything to make his body hurt, felt like the hand of God upon him. "
5 " Villiam was asleep in his four-post bed. He dreamt that the bed was made of human flesh, a living thing of fat and soft baby skin. "
6 " What about heaven, Ina? Don’t you want to go?’ ‘It doesn’t matter,’ she said. ‘I won’t know anyone. "
7 " Her absence hung over both ofthem like a hovering bird. Marek felt the bird wasn’t close enough, that itwas just out of reach, that if it descended a bit farther he could grab hold ofits foot and it would take him away, fly him to some better place. And Judefelt the bird was too close. If he looked up at it, it would scratch his eyesout. The difference was that Jude had known Agata. And he knew the truthabout her absence. All Marek knew was that she had given her life for hisown, like any good mother would do. "
8 " that love was adistinctly human defect which God had created to counterbalance the powerof human greed. "
9 " He loved not the Christ but himself and the thrill of keeping people in line. He liked wearing his habit, and he liked the preposterous authority that his position granted him. Since his assignment in Lapvona, he had not given any real sermons. He simply translated Villiam's rule into language that sounded vaguely religious. "
10 " Grigor looked around. Everything he could see -- the great room, the finery, the food, the lord's spectacular Christmas costume, none of it inspired him. It was not God's fortune, but the bounty of a thief: Villiam hadn't worked for his blessings. The villagers had. "
11 " Jude didn’t understand forgiveness. He was incapable of forgiveness because he was so addled by his own grief and grudges. This bad blood was what kept Jude’s heart pumping. "
12 " I finally heard the truth,’ Grigor told him. He couldn’t explain whenhe’d heard it, or from whom, but he’d heard it in his heart, without words, adeep knowing, and nothing could hurt him or frighten him now. It was sosimple that the reasoning of it tended to slip through his mind as soon as hetouched it, like a rabbit in the woods. Once you breathe, it’s gone. "