405 Quotes by Jeff VanderMeer

Sometimes, too, other people gave you their light, and could seem to flicker, to be hardly visible at all, if no one took care of them. Because they’d given you too much and had nothing left for themselves.

That if they could not have a fierce joy in their struggle, then they were not truly free but governed by fear and doubt.

No doubt the detour to deliver Lake had made the sheep late for an appointment.

Some things came to you late, but late was better than never.

Bodies could be beacons, too, Saul knew. A lighthouse was a fixed beacon for a fixed purpose; a person was a moving one. But people still emanated light in their way, still shone across the miles as a warning, an invitation, or even just a static signal. People opened up so they became a brightness, or they went dark. They turned their light inward sometimes, so you couldn’t see it, because they had no other choice.

A creator who no longer remembered the creation: Wasn’t that one definition of a god?

This part I will do alone, leaving you behind. Don’t follow. I’m well beyond you now, and traveling very fast.

In other words, we must distrust the rational, the logical, the sane, in an attempt to reach for something higher, for something more worthy.

But as we climbed back up, I had a moment of vertigo despite being in such an enclosed space, a kind of panic for a moment, in which the walls suddenly had a fleshy aspect to them, as if we traveled inside of the gullet of a beast.