405 Quotes by Jeff VanderMeer

If I don’t have real answers, it is because we still don’t know what questions to ask.

Solitude could press down on a person, seem to demand that action be taken.

This is your last chance, Control. But it wasn’t. It was, instead, an immolation. If he was remembered at all, it would be as the harbinger of disaster.

I do believe very much in the idea of unexpected or “convulsive” beauty – beauty in the service of liberty.

He’s a man who measures words as if he had only a few given to him by Fate; too generous a syllable from his lips, and he might fall over dead.

I dearly wished the joy of triangulation, the pounce based on a good ear’s geometry.

That’s the problem with people who are not human. You can’t tell how badly they’re hurt, or how much they need your help, and until you ask, they don’t always know how to tell you.

Imagine that this communication sometimes lends a sense of the uncanny to the landscape because of the narcissism of our human gaze, but that it is just part of the natural world here.

There shall be a fire that knows your name, and in the presence of the strangling fruit, its dark flame shall acquire every part of you.