Howey's Quotes

#1. That's Steve Howey's third-ever League goal and he's never scored more than two in a season before.

Jeff Stelling

#2. There is no uprising, not really, there's just a gradual leak. Just the people who know, who want out. She smiled.

Hugh Howey

#3. Elise asked what nostalgic meant, and Jewel said, It's where you think the past was better than it really was, only because the present sucks so bad.

Hugh Howey

#4. We are not the people who made this world, Lukas, but it's up to us to survive it. You need to understand that."
"We can't control where we are right now," he mumbled, "just what we do going forward.

Hugh Howey

#5. Love comes as fast as shrapnel in the trenches. It's indiscriminate. It gets whoever's closest.

Hugh Howey

#6. I'm such a huge fan of fan fiction, to me it's a great way for readers to become writers. It's like putting the training wheels on for writing.

Hugh Howey

#7. You need to hear what I have to say, she said. Donald waited. What explanation or apology was there? She had taken from him what little Thurman had left behind. Her father had destroyed the world. Anna had destroyed Donald's. He waited to hear what she had to say.

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#8. Locomotive, Jimmy read. He knew these words. The first part meant 'crazy'. The second part was a person's reason for doing something.

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#9. Being in my mom's skin, feeling what she'd felt those years before. It was the sudden realization that my dying granny, who had been distant and alien to me, was my mom's mom.

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#10. A few lines to spell a man's doom.

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#11. They say bad things come in threes, but I don't think that's true. I think bad things keep right on coming. They don't stop. They'll never stop. It's just too depressing to keep counting, so we start over after the third bad thing.

Hugh Howey

#12. After a while, you're staying mad just to justify an old mistake. Then it's just a game. Two people staring away, refusing to look back over their shoulders, afraid to be the first one to take that chance.

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#13. I reckon he only ever wanted you to be happy. That's why he was the man for you.

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#14. Wasn't the worst, either. In the distance, low rolling hills stood, a pretty shade of brown, like coffee mash with just the right amount of pig's milk in it. The sky above the hills was the same dull gray of his childhood and his father's childhood and his grandfather's childhood. The only

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#15. The best thing I ever did in life was nothing, and I got a medal for it. I was a hero once. And if you look at my picture, that's all I'll ever be. Minutes

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#16. Our actions, you know? They last forever. Whatever we do, it'll always be what we did. There's no taking them back.

Hugh Howey

#17. There is this idea in comedy that you don't want to look like you care about your appearance because that takes away from what's real, what's important. And the real stuff is what's funny.

Steve Howey

#18. The hard things got easier the more you did them.

Hugh Howey

#19. But some scars are memories that have faded, and some memories go with scars that no longer exist.

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#20. She came alive as one returns from sleep. Alive but different. An empty husk capable of thought, of hearing, of processing. Of wanting men dead.

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#21. I'd rather excite the imagination of a legion of readers and make pennies from each of them than hold off for a larger chunk of change from only a handful of fans.

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#22. The Loud came before the quiet. That was a Rule of the World, for the bangs and shouts need somewhere to echo, just as bodies need space in which to fall.

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#23. It's because fear sells. It's because war is sport. And it's also very good business.

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#24. While he lived on and on, freezing and thawing, these mortals went through routines, lived and died, unaware that he even existed. 'It's

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#25. A seed of hope caught a taste of moisture. Some wishful kernel buried deep, where he was loathe to acknowledge it lest it poison or choke him, began to sprout.

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#26. The least amount of info actors get, the better. Actors are always like, 'What is my motivation for this?' You didn't write it. Just say the lines.

Steve Howey

#27. And every mistake. But every good thing we do as well. They are immortal, every single touch we leave behind. Even if nobody sees them or remembers them, that doesn't matter. That trail will always be what happened, what we did, every choice. The past lives on forever. There's no changing it.

Hugh Howey

#28. Say bad things come in threes, but I don't think that's true. I think bad things keep right on coming.

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#29. Little fictions. That's what her father called them. Not lies, just stories to twist the brain into a new shape, to allow the light to spill in with a different color, to throw rainbows instead of shadows.

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#30. It's easy to forgo distractions and to not accumulate things when you have a larger goal on the horizon.

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#31. Honestly, I don't think I'm a good promoter. I spend almost zero time or effort asking new readers to sample or purchase my work. That's not the job of the author. We should write our best material and leave it up to readers to spread the word.

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#32. Where's the everlasting peace? Is there even such a thing? Or do we war like alien races war, eternally, against ourselves? I hope that's not right. I hope that's not how it all works. Beacon

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#34. Funny how easily we forget the good times while the nightmares haunt us. Guess that's a survival mechanism. We're not here to be happy; we're just here to be here. I

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#35. It means we can't change what's already happened, but we can have an impact on what happens next.

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#36. left the cafeteria and approached the silo's airlock, that great yellow door to the open world

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#37. It's the water beyond the titanium sand that draws me in. Not blue, not even the bright green of a clear lagoon, something more like sea foam. A green so bright it has a tint of yellow. The color of clarity. Of shallow water over white sand.

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#38. All our hope, the accomplishments of those before us, what the world can be like, that's our Legacy." Bernard's lips broke into a smile. He waved his hand to continue. "And the bad things that can't be stopped, the mistakes that got us here, that's the past.

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#39. When there's only God to blame, we forgive him. When it's our fellow man, we destroy him.

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#40. Toward the voice. The night-shift doctor was heading his way, weaving between the pods, coming for him. Troy clasped his hand over the soreness on his arm. He didn't want to be taken again.

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#41. He turns to me. There's a look on his face that makes him appear a decade younger. A look of wonder and discovery. I remember falling in love with that look.

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#42. Bottling shit up doesn't fix what's ailing you at the core.

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#43. My approach with social media is to interact with the readers I already have. I do it mostly to procrastinate from my writing. It's an escape. It's the only socializing I get outside of my wife, and she gets sick of me.

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#44. Even if nobody sees them or remembers them, that doesn't matter. That trail will always be what happened, what we did, every choice. The past lives on forever. There's no changing it." "Makes

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#45. Killing a man should be harder than waving a length of pipe in their direction. It should take long enough for one's conscience to get in the way.

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#46. It's not because we knew" Lukas said, sucking a gasp of air. "It's because we did it.

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#47. Six rats are thumping away at levers, ignoring food, drink, sleep, and sex. What's going through their little brains? A chemical known as dopamine, that's what. A lot of it. Dopamine

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#48. Those years in a man's twenties when he shrugs off the shelter of youth and before he has bothered to erect his own. The tent-less years. The bright and blinding years in which men wander as the planets do. A

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#49. Don't leave a man behind - especially not me. It's

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#50. Strange the lengths I'll go to in order to keep people away from me, considering how lonely I feel most of the time. I guess that's the strange torment I suffer: dying for company, for someone to talk to, but it's never the right someone who shows.

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#51. Test it out, whispering my own name in Claire's ear, but the syllables are lost in a sudden breeze, and the soft sound is carried far out to sea, where it will swirl and mingle and be lost and present for all the rest of time.

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#52. It explains the great quandary of why the most depressed societies are those with the fewest wants.

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#53. And one day, my love, you will know it, too.

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#54. It's never too late to stop regretting. It's never too late to see your present self as the young one and to listen to the person you hope to become.

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#55. There have been a few workers we had to deep-freeze, some who aren't fit for another shift.

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#56. After a pause, Andrew says that these buildings will always be here, that they will outlive us all. And I believe him. "But just imagine," my mammal brain says, "if you took this one we're standing in down in such a way that it toppled into that guy.

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#57. Fucking NASA. In a horror movie, when everyone is hugging their shins and shouting for the main character to turn and run, or crawl under the bed, or call the cops, or grab a gun, NASA would be the dude in the back shouting, Go see what made that noise! And take a flashlight!

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#58. The greater our cognitive dissonance, the more creative our rationalizations, and the more important we will make the goals that we are pretending to accomplish.

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#59. Evan Price is not a man to be questioned. He is a man who will question you.

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#60. It's the intoxication of nirvana. That's how you get us to endure this life. You promise us heaven, don't you? But what do you know of our hell?

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#61. Health and understanding seem to intersect in one's forties, the one peaking as the other begins its slow ascent. Maybe you'll know one day what you should've taken the time to appreciate.

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#62. The lives lost are of less consequence than the spoils gained.

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#63. Predict the inevitable", she said, "and you're bound to be right one day.

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

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#65. The ones and zeros like snow, descend and blanket my eyes, forming all.

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#66. He knew it was too late. The others had heard. Everyone had heard.

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#67. Just know that it takes a bit of courage to unlearn that shame, and to be there for others when they try to unlearn that shame, and that it all gets easier after you feel how healthy it is.

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#68. I wanted to leave my decision-making behind, along with my responsibility for all future ones.

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#69. Better to join a ghost than to be haunted by them. Better no life than an empty one-

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#70. No good coming from the truth? Knowing the truth is always good. And better that it's us discovering it than someone else, right?

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#71. The best kisses in the world take place at night, in the ocean, with two naked bodies coiled around one another, only the stars to keep them company.

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#72. her down. She was limited by biology and her flightsuit. Dwelling on her own constraints gave Molly another crazy idea. She recognized the old Tchung ship designs they were up against. If the missiles

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#73. My life is too tight, he wanted to say. My skin is too tight. The walls are too tight.

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#74. Ever since I was twelve, I dreamed of being an author. I just never had the fortitude to see any of my stories through to completion. I would start a book, get a few chapters in, and grow bored or get distracted by something else.

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#75. inferred by the pattern to either side, the small pyramidal bumps rising from the flat steel with their crisp edges and flecks of paint. Holston lifted an old boot to an old step, pressed down,

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#76. She could tell he was exhausted, maybe half as much as she was, but he was still willing to do anything for her. It made her sad, someone being this loyal to her.

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#77. Changing yourself is supposed to mean hope, at least according to the self-help books and magazine paradigms, but for me - and I suspect many others - it simply means finding new ways to feel inadequate.

Noelle Howey

#78. It hit her like a loved one turning his back while she was falling, like some great bond that wasn't simply taken away but never truly existed.

Hugh Howey

#79. I clamp down on those memories. I embrace fresher torments. But my shrink warned me about this, how anger and depression get misassigned, and how if I don't work through shit it'll keep resurfacing in ways I don't expect.

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#80. She was desperate for contact, and this stranger was the only person she knew little enough to want it from.

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#81. The Sherpa of Changli had a saying: A man can count on two hands all the climbs he conquers, and that man conquers nothing. I always took this to mean the more we summit the more we lose.

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#82. By the time you're reading this warning, you've already acted responsibly.

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#83. Why don't we approach literature like we approach music and the fine arts?

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#84. Sometimes a thing needed opening before closure was found.

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#85. Steve Howey is probably the funniest man in Hollywood. For real. He is just that person that can make you laugh at all times.

Shanola Hampton

#86. She imagined herself at age nine, running through these very halls, crying out to her older self across the years.

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#87. Wisely and slowly; they stumble that run fast.

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#88. People from IT sent to replace those they'd killed. Juliette's

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#89. And the earth sat upon his broken chest.

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#90. That's the problem with the truth," Darcy said. "Liars and honest men both claim to have it.

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#91. Love was earned and hard-fought and cherished. It was Marco's face and his rough palm on her cheek. It wasn't something a family got for being a family.

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#92. There were piles of tailings and chunks of concrete studded with rebar around the oil rig, which continued to bob its head up and down as if it knew the sad ways of the world, as if depressedly resigned to what was happening, as if saying: 'Of course. Of course.

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#93. the machines slowly rebuilding with recent history, having been wiped completely during the uprising. Access

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#94. Between the last glimmer of morning stars above, and the size of the leaves beneath me, the mountains provided one last blow to my ego - my sense of belonging to this universe - and made all else seem insignificant by comparison. "It's

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#95. Walker was the one who had taught Scottie that it's always okay to admit when you don't know something. If you couldn't do this, you would never truly know anything.

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#96. Once guns were made, who would unmake them? Barrels rested on shoulders and bristled like pincushions above the crowd. There were things, like spoken ideas, that were almost impossible to take back. And he reckoned his people were about to make many more of them.

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#97. And Lukas would tell them to be good to each other, that there were only so many of them left, and that all the books and all the stars in the universe were pointless with no one to read them, no one to peer through the parting clouds for them. He

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#98. He could imagine how nice it would be to not understand. To see one's microcosm as the macrocosm. To focus a meter beyond one's own nose.

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#99. She could tell he was heading toward a bad place. She had seen him go there often enough, knew he had shortcuts he could take to get there in no time.

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#100. And the stains would never wash out. That's what Lukas was saying. She would always have hurt her father. Was that the way to phrase it? Always have had. It was immortal tense. A new rule of grammar.

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