Ian Tregillis Quotes

#1. The Pleroma is the totality. The superset. Magisteria are the subsets." Eat your heart out, Bertrand Russell. "We all have one. Even you. Your own little slice of the divine.

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#2. Jesus Christ on a six-day wine bender.

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#3. A cork isn't useful unless you have a place to put it.

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#4. Jesus's bloody tears.

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#5. Enochian was the wail of dying stars, the whisper of galaxies winging through the void, the gurgle of primordial oceans, the crackle of a cooling planet,
the thunder of creation. And beneath it all , a simmering undercurrent of malevolence.

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#6. You weaselly short-dicked elk-fucker.

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#7. But he couldn't suppress the horror of learning his pursuers would murder innocents to bolster their lies.

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#8. The prosperity achieved through slavery had a way of blinding men's hearts to the evil of their own hands.

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#9. It was the kind of place where hard drinkers came to wrestle their demons while fallen angels drank alone in dark smoky corners.

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#10. Overwhelming: he could do anything he wanted. But the grand sum of anything-at-all was nothing-at-all. The topology of freedom offered no gradients to nudge him, no landmarks to guide him.

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#11. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph on a bad-tempered camel.

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#12. I'll say this for the celestial spheres, though: great acoustics. We're talking Platonic ideals here. Pythagoras would have smashed his corny little harp across his knee if he'd heard it.

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#13. They had cut him open and excised his Free Will.

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#14. Christ on a pus-dripping syphilitic camel,

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#15. For the creation of the mechanicals was a seismic event, an earth-rending convulsion that left nothing untouched: palaces, thrones, and empires, yes, but also the way men and women thought about themselves and their relationship to the world, to God, even their own bodies.

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#16. Nobody ever oohs and aahs over wiring conduits and sewer lines.

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#17. Oh, for crying out loud," she said. "Were you fools any more chivalrous I'd surely swoon on the spot and damage my uterus.

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#18. Winter had receded in recent days, as though resting

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#19. Is it beautiful?"
"Really weird. But don't get hung up on the angels. They're mostly assholes.

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#20. The wind fluttering the pennants atop the outer keep and teasing Berenice's hair carried the loamy smell of damp earth, the fresh scent of the river, and, even now, a ghostly chemical astringency. The miasma wafted from the battlefield.

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#21. humans carried heavy obligations, too, but called them culture. Society.

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#22. Having tasted life without the pain of obligation perpetually burning him from within, he'd choose death over the return to bondage. He'd make that choice in an instant. Life as a slave was unspeakable; life as a slave who had briefly tasted freedom was unthinkable.

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#23. His wings, all six, shed embers of incandescent grace as he skidded across the night sky. And when he opened his mouths to scream, the Earth could do naught but shudder.

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#24. How did humans guide themselves? How did they know what to do and what not to do?

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#25. You greasy shit stain on a diseased elk's warty asshole.

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#26. What point in having the freedom to enter into promises of your own choosing, to forge bonds of your own design, if your only aim is to shatter them?

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#27. Then she rooted around until she found the bathroom medicine cabinet. It used to contain a bottle of aspirin. Now it contained her scream from the time she was bitten by a llama at a roadside petting zoo in Manitoba.

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#28. Magdalene's handjobs,

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#29. Free Will was a vacuum, a negative space. It was the absence of coercion, the absence of compulsion, the absence of agony.

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#30. Someone had awoken METATRON: the Voice of God.
I knew that dame was trouble the minute I saw her.

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#31. The Stemwinders made the most bizarre ratcheting sound, like the stripping of gears combined with the metallic whine of an overstressed steel cable.

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#32. The first encounter report had come from some weak-tea heiligenschein type charting the edges of the quantum information paradox in realities with anisotropic causalities. (Kids these days. Whatever happened to popping down to Earth to play burning bush to a roving band of shepherds?)

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