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Remanence (Confluence, #2) QUOTES

Remanence (Confluence, #2) QUOTES

1 " The heavens themselves blaze forth the death of princes.” ―William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar, "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

2 " Slowly turning into Darth Vader was not all it was cracked up to be. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

3 " Tinor was much younger than Jane had thought. Children were considered genderless until puberty in sectilian culture. If she spent any time with this child or any other, she’d have to remember to use the third set of pronouns, the gender-neutral set, or risk making a fool of herself. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

4 " Jane was now certain that Medical Master Schlewan was either a woman or a trans woman, which, for all intents and purposes, meant the same thing. Gender wasn’t hugely important to the Sectilius except for reproduction. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

5 " The thought had occurred to her that something akin to Asperger’s might be neurotypical for the species. Someday psychologists on Earth would study these similarities and differences and it would probably do a lot of good on both worlds, but for now she could only speculate and continue to record her observations in her personal journal. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

6 " It was slung low to the ground like a rectangular barge on wheels, and the side-opening doors lifted up, like a DeLorean, which he admitted to himself, begrudgingly, was fucking cool. There "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

7 " These people did not waste things that were free. It "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

8 " He glanced back at the device with wonder. The thing was an artificial wormhole generator. That in and of itself was freaking insanely cool. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

9 " The unhinged jaw of a nepatrox mouth—with the wide flaps to either side flapping away—greeted him through the window. The beast had climbed up on the wing. It was bigger than any of the ones they’d seen on the Speroancora. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

10 " Well, except for the women who kept trying to get in his pants. But that was too damn weird to be erotic. They were so cold about it. No preamble, no coy invitation, just sneak attacks to feel up his junk. He could be walking down a corridor on a way to a meal and out of nowhere a hand would be clamped on him. It was fucking embarrassing. He found himself pushing these women away and looking around wildly to see if anyone had observed the insane interaction. Of course no one ever seemed to notice, and Ron said the same thing was happening to him. At first Alan had thought it was kinda funny, but it had happened so much that now he was just in a perpetually wary state, keeping his distance from everyone and carrying stuff around awkwardly to keep his privates armored against invasion at all times. He was now very sorry for every bra strap he’d ever flicked as a twelve-year-old boy. For every unnecessary brush against a woman’s breast. For every time he’d stared at a woman’s shapely ass as she walked away. Was this how women felt when that happened? Like a piece of produce being squeezed to see if it was ripe enough? Jesus. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)

11 " Remove the terror of the unknown, give a thing meaning, call it home, and you can see all the grace inherent in it. "

― Jennifer Foehner Wells , Remanence (Confluence, #2)