283 Quotes by Hugh Howey

His impatience for sleep often frightened that very sleep away.

Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed, the impatient, and the dying.

Don't get like these assholes and fall in love with the fighting. Then you're just setting off bombs because you like the noise they make.

Maybe he wasn’t there to lead so much as to provide an illusion to the others that they were being led.

This is before the years stretched out into what feels like a forever. When sick men refuse to die. When innocent men find something to be guilty of. When years jumble together like water beading up on glass.

It was the hubris of each generation to think this anew, to think that their time was special, that all things would come to an end with them.

If the lies don't kill you, the truth will.

We don't all make it out the other side, not all of us. But somewhere, there's the click of a pen, a proud signature, a father's hand on a young man's shoulder, and we reload. That's the sound of our collective gun cocking, the click of a pen. That's us racking another round in the chamber. Fire that boy out, hope you hit something. If he gets three before he goes home in his own bag, then the numbers look good. That father gets his medal. No one else to wear it.

Was this how it began? One silly woman with fire in her blood stirring the hearts of a legion of fools?