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1 " Time gives good advice. "
― , The Sky Is Yours
2 " Humans make a city, but a city makes humans tolerate the intolerable. "
3 " But we would not be human if we did not summon monsters into our midst ... . "
4 " He didn't have his top hat on when Swanny met him but he certainly does now. It's an impresario's chapeau, like his limo. Glossy, black and stretched. He wears a sharkskin suit today. He should look ridiculous in the daytime, but it's as though he's brought night into the room with him. "
5 " Dear Diary, There is so much I have neglected to report. I've grown two new teeth, abandoned my life's one true mission and fallen into something bottomless and terrible... I wonder if it's love. And now my husband has returned to me "
6 " It is a sea of fire, and seas are full of life. "
7 " Now, by night, our city glows with the heat of what consumes it, spells out in neon orange nothing but a last request. But by day, our true city has no choice but to reveal itself: a heavy thing, the steel anchor that tethers our dreams to the earth. The buildings, those pillars of glass and concrete, cast their monstrous shadows over the land, and the movement of those shadows marks the passage of our time. "
8 " Abby gazed down into the chrome box. Inside each slot, around each slice of bread, tiny metal coils were glowing orange though untouched by flame. The heat was coming from somewhere, it had to be; in some far-off place, the heat had separated from its source and traveled here, lost, on the wires of forgetting. Electricity: it stole life from nature and brought it inside. "
9 " Beneath our city lies another city, carved into the earth, a city of hollowness, a city of emptiness, a city of negative space. It's skyline will never be revealed, not until that time in the future when our society's final resting place is excavated and disturbed by a more advanced species. But until that day, we can only know our shadow city piece by piece, by the frail beam of a flashlight, by the touch of a hand in the darkness. "
10 " [...] all the electricity has escaped, seeping out the ends of frayed wires or bolting free from fuse boxes in dazzling sudden starbursts. Though this is the one realm unthreatened by dragons, we have allowed it to decay. "
11 " This is what the world is to them: this little space of enlightenment. , this tiny roving circle of the known. This is what it is to feel lost, if not be lost: to walk into nothing on a path that vanishes behind you. In this sunless place, where the air is still, their bodies keep the only time. [...] The hour of Not Anymore, Not Yet. "