the yak occidental

Here is a selection of memorable quotes from Space Opera by Catherynne M. Valente. I read this on my e-reader so the page numbers are just locations :) Because the opposite of fascism isn’t anarchy, it’s theater. loc 1761 “So . . . yeah. How do I . . . you know . . . cosmo?” Decibel leaned conspiratorially across the bar. “Honestly, I don’t really know either. I think you sort of . . . interfere with a cranberry. Too complicated! Let’s go for something classic. Strong, manly, easy. Whiskey neat.” loc 2739

Here is a selection of memorable quotes from Women Talking: A Novel by Miriam Toews. If the houses are made to be dismantled, impermanent, and if by dismantling the houses time and time again they erode into dust, then mustn't we let them? That's what they're made to do. If we don't want our houses to erode then we must, in the first place, make them in a different way. But surely we can't preserve houses that were built to disappear. p.200 Life was the only thing. Migration, movement, freedom. We want to protect our children and we want to think. We want to keep our faith. We want the world. Do we want the world? If I'm outside of it, my life outside it, outside of my life, if my life isn't in the world, then what good is it? To teach? To teach what, if not the world? p. 208-209 Why does the mention of love, the memory of love, the memory of love lost, the promise of love, the end of love, the absence of love, the burning, burning need for love, need to lo

Here is a selection of memorable quotes from Circe by Madeline Miller Not everything may be foreseen. Most gods and mortals have lives that are tied to nothing; they tangle and wend now here, now there, according to no set plan. But then there are those who wear their destinies like nooses, whose lives run straight as planks, however they try to twist. It is these that our prophets may see. p.129 [...] but she was not ruled by appetites; she ruled with them instead. p.134 This was how mortals found fame, I thought. Through practice and diligence, tending their skills like gardens until they glowed beneath the sun. But gods are born of ichor and nectar, their excellences already bursting from their fingertips. So they find their fame by proving what they can mar: destroying cities, starting wars, breeding plagues and monsters. p.135 Now that Medea had named my loneliness, it hung from everything, clinging like spiderwebs, unavoidable.  p.177 Humbling women seems to me a chief pastime o