Michael Cisco Quotes

#1. Eyes, black and glistening like deep wells, narrow to two happy crescents

Michael Cisco

#2. The sky all at once is overhead dim and grey, puzzle of blocks sprawl, their own horizon; the city looks like a cemetery full of weak daylight, cool and a little wrong, making Ella feel a little put upon, like leap-year day - nothing in itself, but a nudge jostling every other day.

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#3. I learned always to avoid glorious campaigns - everyone is more likely to die in glorious campaigns.

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#4. With great profundity I note the pleasure one gets or takes in pushing wheeled objects, as opposed to the depression involved in pulling them.

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#5. Although unavailable for analysis the moment it happens, being struck a violent blow on the head is a very interesting experience.

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#6. Why is the station so far out of the city limits anyway? Most likely a collusion between the builders of stations and the builders of long roads.

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#7. There is no perfection but in chance

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#8. Cadavers and spirits are human refuse, and they are absurdly difficult to dispose of properly. When someone dies, a small gang of specialists is required to remove and inter the body in such a way that it can always be located precisely at any time while preventing it from ever appearing again.

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#9. What it must feel like to lie back with cut wrists in a warm bath, a voluptuous dwindling feeling.

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#10. The wind seems to be blowing through the gaps in the conversation like the rushing of empty space.

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#11. I could say she looks like da Vinci's "Lady with Ermine" if there had ever been such a thing.

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