Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past? QUOTES

1 " Big discoveries call for even bigger responsibility, since they come with the biggest hazards, if they get into the wrong hands. As soon as David is going to realise it, responsibility will be demanded of him as well, because, depending on whose hands get hold of it, a message in a bottle from the past that knows about the future is, like atomic energy, capable of wiping out the world. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

2 " Does a lack of life always equate to death? Perhaps it’s sometimes worse than that. For us, back then, it was. We were living an exiguity, an insufficiency which painfully demanded compensation, but to compensate for it we had nothing left. Silent. Perfectly silent as we were gliding across the icy earth. We didn't even leave traces anymore that could someday remind someone else that we had been there at all. How much does silence weigh and what amount of it can crush a man? However much: suddenly it was heavier on our shoulders. The silence, the air, the life that stuck to us like a tasteless chewing gum that we didn’t even want and all of a sudden, they ceased: the warm cloudlets, soaring into the icy air from my loosened lips. I stopped breathing. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

3 " Real answers are rare.
The search for them is as tiring as for gemstones on a river's gravel bed. From the surface, you might think you can see them: that you can assess their location, but the water, as clear as it might be, distorts your perception. As purposefully as you might dive down for them, you won't find them, either way, where you first assumed they’d be.
Are they ever worth it? Real answers worth the risk to drown? Or would you be better off living with what you can see from the surface: your distorted perception of their actual shape? "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

4 " The longer things take, the greater the expectation. As if the goal owes you for every second you invest in the path. But the view you have from a mountain top always remains the same: no matter how long it takes you to reach it. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

5 " Does anyone ever recognize themselves when they look back? When they see who they used to be at some point in their life, or do the things that you remember always feel like something unknown, strange? Does the caterpillar know it will become a butterfly? Do maggots suspect that at some stage they'll grow wings and once they are flying, would they recognize themselves when looking at a maggot in the trash? "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

6 " Fate isn't good with people and the other way around, it is the same. For us, it is expressing itself in a misleading way, speaking in a different language. From its point of view, however, what we would call a stroke of fate is not really that, but might just as well be a preparation for a gift it plans to hand to us, at some point in the future. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

7 " There is a certain fascination about death. It is the engine of our world: nothing drives living things more, not even love. Since we had lost it - our most important drive, the most powerful engine - the fascination for it had grown into an obsession. Just as it happens to us with everything that seems unreachable. We want to grasp it, want to touch it, want to be close to it, want to own it. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

8 " How do survivors feel? Relieved and grateful, perhaps. As excited about their saved life as if it were a gift that the rustling fingers feverishly unwrap from its packaging on Christmas morning and whatever is underneath: you are happy. This is how it should be when you have survived the worst. Far from the crippling horror we were feeling. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

9 " At some point, every secret was only knowledge, the consequences of which someone was afraid of. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

10 " My hands would touch the weathered rock behind me: rugged but smooth on the edges it would feel and I would be wondering how long it would be until the elements would succeed in grinding it down, in wearing it off so the sea would finally get to take it away. Millions of years, I’d be thinking, with my fingers in the brittle cracks that the continuously freezing and melting water had left on its surface and thinking this, I would have to remind myself that I would still be there to see it. I would still be there, once everything around me would be gone. There, in a dead and invariable wasteland and these would be the moments when it would hit me like rockfall: the futility of eternity "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

11 " A normal human life consists of 500 million breaths for three billion heartbeats. That sounds a lot, but it’s not enough.
You are searching: for a moment that feels better than the last. For a spark that lights a fire in your heart. For things that make you want to keep breathing: those your heart will want to keep beating for. For as long as you are living you are looking for them. Constantly and continuously, regardless of what you find. And here there’s us who we have become eternal. We will have to keep searching for the unbearable rest of eternity: aim- und pointlessly, since everything there is to find is, at some stage, found.
You get tired. So tired of searching, so tired of life. There is nothing in the world that a heart wants to keep beating for forever: no single spark that can outlast eternity and no moment that can feel good enough to make up for the countless ones which will forever be in front of us. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

12 " Maybe that’s what’s immanent to humanity: they strive to know and when they do they still make nothing of it. They come to know and know, but refuse to learn and have to make the same mistakes all over again. Can you really blame them? They are only human, after all, and the world must end twice before they learn a lesson. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

13 " At some point, every plan was nothing but a thought that someone believed in from the bottom of their hearts. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

14 " It is fragile, the human body. Only so little it can withstand. Maybe the reason for it is that the air is heavy enough on it. Second after second, 17.000 kilograms of it weigh on each of us: as much as four grown elephants. The internal pressure of our cells ensures that the bare air on our bodies won’t crush us: that our tissue won’t turn blue, won’t swell up, won’t burst or bleed out, regardless of the weight it has to carry. Everything on top of this, might just be too much. We take 17.000 kilograms of air, without even noticing, but cannot withstand the slightest blow to our heads, the tiniest kick to our stomachs, the merest pressure on our minds, without jeopardising our lives. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

15 " I was too young to imagine what truth really meant and too old to believe that one day it would always win. Truths are no shining key to help you open the doors to better places. They are a burden: a curse that lies upon you until you impose it on someone else. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

16 " Miles of now, right before our eyes. The present is an ocean: deep and wide. So unlimited in its extent that you can hardly understand it. Without a goal, you drift upon it and desperately wonder how far it stretches, the present, before it will be past. How far away from it does the future start and how much of it can we ever grasp? "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?

17 " Returning gets harder with every week, every day that goes by until, at some point, you can no longer even think of the things you’ve left behind. From then on, it feels like reminiscing the voice of a dead person that is fading away in your mind. No matter how hard you try to hear it: when too much time has passed, you won't succeed. The sound is swallowed up by the seconds that have passed since the last time you heard it and what eventually still occupies your mind is only the question when. As for me: I am not sure when exactly I couldn't remember the world we had left. "

― Sima B. Moussavian , Tomorrow death died out: What if the future were past?