“Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed, the impatient, and the dying.”
“Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed, the impatient, and the dying.”
Hugh Howey
“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.”
Hugh Howey“Imagination just wasn't up to the task of understanding unique and foreign sensations. It knew only how to dampen or augment what it already knew. - Juliette, Pg. 139”
Hugh Howey“Fiction challenges us and works its miracles by placing us in the skin of another human being and teaching us empathy.”
Hugh Howey“It was the hubris of each generation to think this anew, to think that their time was special, that all things would come to an end with them.”
Hugh Howey, Shift“Heroes didn't win. The heroes were whoever happened to win. History told their story -- the dead didn't say a word. All of it was bullshit.”
Hugh Howey, Dust“The idea of saving anything was folly, a life especially. No life had been truly saved, not in the history of mankind. They were merely prolonged. Everything comes to an end.”
Hugh Howey, Dust“Here was the love and violence in the hearts of men, all for their women”
Hugh Howey, Shift“To impatient youth, all things took for ever and any kind of waiting was torture. Pg. 221”
Hugh Howey, Wool“Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed, the impatient, and the dying.”
Hugh Howey, DustAll in One Creative & Marketing Platform to tell stories at scale
