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81 " Long legs and longer arms, each tipped with a row of black talons. Sinewy. Wiry. And above all, humanoid, its skin in the sunlight as translucent as a baby mouse’s—mapped with a network of blue veins and purple arteries and even its heart faintly visible as a pinkish throb just right of center mass. snarling as strings of bloody saliva dangled from the corners of its lipless mouth, creamy eyes hard-focused on its target. "
― Blake Crouch , Pines (Wayward Pines, #1)
82 " How did one carry on in the face of such knowledge? "
83 " En su experiencia, allí donde se congregaban seres humanos, había un lado oscuro. "
84 " You can reign in hell here on the outside, or serve in heaven, back in Pines. "
85 " Theresa wipes her face and turns away from the window. "
86 " You spend time with your son?” “Much as I can,” he’d answered, but his father had caught the lie in his eyes. “It’ll be your loss, Ethan. Day’ll come, when he’s grown and it’s too late, that you’d give a kingdom to go back and spend a single hour with your son as a boy. To hold him. Read a book to him. Throw a ball with a person in whose eyes you can do no wrong. He doesn’t see your failings yet. He looks at you with pure love and it won’t last, so you revel in it while it’s here. "
87 " He reached in, grabbed a bag of carrots and a small loaf of bread, crammed them down into the side pockets of his jeans. "
88 " I’m giving you a choice, Ethan. They know nothing about the world outside of Pines. But you do. Say the word, and I’ll leave you here in this field with your family. There’s a duffel bag packed with food and supplies, even a few weapons. You’re a man who wants things on his terms, and I respect that. If that’s what’s most important to you, have at it. You can reign in hell here on the outside, or serve in heaven, back in Pines. Your choice. "
89 " The hurdler hit the sidewalk midstride and accelerated, dressed all in black, boots pounding the street. He carried a machete whose wet blade glimmered under the glancing beam of his headlamp, running hard, breathing hard. "
90 " The lights of Wayward Pines glowed against the cliffs that boxed it in, and for the first time, those steep mountain walls seemed inviting. Fortifications "
91 " There is a part of me that never left that room in Fallujah that smelled like rancid blood. "
92 " A quick glance left and right. "
93 " It was easier to accept what could not be changed than to risk everything and seek out the unknown. "
94 " his undergraduate degrees in English and creative writing from the University of North Carolina–Chapel Hill, publishing his first two novels within five years of graduation. Since then he has published eight additional novels as well as multiple "
95 " Day’ll come, when he’s grown and it’s too late, that you’d give a kingdom to go back and spend a single hour with your son as a boy. To hold him. Read a book to him. Throw a ball with a person in whose eyes you can do no wrong. He doesn’t see your failings yet. He looks at you with pure love and it won’t last, so you revel in it while it’s here "
96 " ¿Estás perdiendo la cabeza?-Dímelo túNo puedo-¿Por qué?Porque yo soy tú "
97 " La perfección es algo superficial. Epidérmico. Si uno rasca un poco, comienza a ver tonalidades más oscuras. Al llegar al hueso la oscuridad es total. "
98 " Just because you’re paranoid doesn’t mean they aren’t after you. "
99 " Nature doesn’t see things through the prism of good or bad. It rewards efficiency. That’s the beautiful simplicity of evolution. It matches design to environment. "
100 " Perfection was a surface thing. The epidermis. Cut a few layers deep, you begin to see some darker shades. Cut to the bone—pitch black. "