That's the way I feel, at least: like there's a real me and a reflection of me, and I have no way of telling which is which.

Dystopian novels help people process their fears about what the future might look like; further, they usually show that there is always hope, even in the bleakest future.

I didn’t know it would be like this,” he says in a whisper. And then: “I’m scared.

Everything ends, people move on, they don't look back. It's how they should be.

I guess there are some things you never get used to.

We are such small, stupid things. For most of my life I thought of nature as the stupid thing: Blind, animal, destructive. We, the humans, were clean and smart and in control: we had wrestled the rest of the world into submission, battered it down, pinned it to a glass slide and the pages of The Bool of Shhh.

You can try to pin me down with a hundred thousand arms, but I will find a way to resist