He was dead again when I got home that day. His corpse was in the kitchen, near the counter, where it appeared he'd been chopping vegetables when the urge to stab himself through the wrist had struck. I slipped on the blood coming in, which annoyed me because that meant it was all over the kitchen floor.
N.K. JemisinThey live forever. But many of them are even more lonely and miserable than we are. Why do you think they bother with us? We teach them life's value.
N.K. JemisinWe can never be gods, after all--but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
N.K. JemisinThe priest's lesson: beware the Nightlord, for his pleasure is a mortal's doom. My grandmother's lesson: beware love, especially with the wrong man.
N.K. JemisinIt is blasphemy to separate oneself from the earth and look down on it like a god. It is more than blasphemy; it is dangerous. We can never be gods, after all - but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.
N.K. JemisinBut when I got angry, my nerves sought an outlet, and my mouth didn't always guard the gates.
N.K. JemisinIf the gods do decide to wipe us out, is it such a bad thing? Maybe we've earned a little annihilation.
N.K. JemisinWe worship Him not because He is the best of our gods, but because He is, or was, the greatest killer among them.
N.K. JemisinThe shadows of Ina-Karekh are the place where nightmares dwell, but not their source. Never forget: the shadowlands are not elsewhere. We create them. They are within.
N.K. JemisinThis means, in a way, that true light is dependent on the presence of other lights. Take the others away and darkness results. Yet the reverse is not true: take away darkness and there is only more darkness. Darkness can exist by itself. Light cannot.
N.K. JemisinI remembered Nahadoth's lips on my throat and fought to suppress a shudder, only half succeeding. Death as a consequence of lying with a god wasn't something I had considered, but it did not surprise me. A mortal man's strength had its limits. He spent himself and slept. He could be a good lover, but even his best skills were only guesswork - for every caress that sent a woman's head into the clouds, he might try ten that brought her back to earth.
N.K. Jemisin...and when I lift my head to scream out my fury, a million stars turn black and die. No one can see them, but they are my tears.
N.K. JemisinIf the first words out of your mouth are to cry 'political correctness!', ... chances are very, very high that you are in fact part of the problem.
N.K. JemisinRising from the dead? Glowing at sunrise? What did that make him, the god of cheerful mornings and macabre surprises?
N.K. JemisinCalling something exotic emphasizes its distance from the reader. We don't refer to things as exotic if we think of them as ordinary. We call something exotic if it's so different that we see no way to emulate it or understand how it came to be. We call someone exotic if we aren't especially interested in viewing them as people - just as objects representing their culture.
N.K. JemisinOnce upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Stop this. It's undignified.
N.K. JemisinIn a child's eyes, a mother is a goddess. She can be glorious or terrible, benevolent or filled with wrath, but she commands love either way. I am convinced that this is the greatest power in the universe.
N.K. JemisinI'm tired of being what everyone else has made me," I said. "I want to be myself." "Don't be a child." I looked up, startled and angry, though of course there was nothing to see. "What?" "You are what your creators and experiences have made you, like every other being in this universe. Accept that and be done; I'm tired of your whining.
N.K. JemisinYou are what your creators and experiences have made you, like every other being in this universe. Accept that and be done; I tire of your whining.
N.K. JemisinYou're very lucky... Friends are precious, powerful things - hard to earn, harder still to keep. You should thank this one for taking a chance on you.
N.K. JemisinSo here is why I write what I do: We all have futures. We all have pasts. We all have stories. And we all, every single one of us, no matter who we are and no matter whatโs been taken from us or what poison weโve internalized or how hard weโve had to work to expel it โ โ we all get to dream.
N.K. JemisinAnd in that sliver of time, I felt the power around me coalesce, malice-hard and sharp as crystal. That this analogy occurred to me should have been a warning.
N.K. JemisinIt was very bad if the council had resorted to recruiting men. By tradition men were our last line of defence, their physical strength bent towards the single and most important task of protecting our homes and children. This meant the council had decided that our only defence was to defeat the enemy, period. Anything else meant the end of Darre.
N.K. JemisinI am not as I once was. They have done this to me, broken me open and torn out my heart. I do not know who I am anymore. I must try to remember.
N.K. JemisinImmortality gets very, very boring. You'd be surprised at how interesting the small mundanities of life can seem after a few millennia.
N.K. JemisinYou are Insignificant. One of millions, neither special nor unique. I did not ask for this ignominy, and I resent the comparison. Fine. I don't you like you, either.
N.K. JemisinBut love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always a little love left, underneath. Yes. Horrible, isn't it?
N.K. JemisinThe Cloud Roads has wildly original worldbuilding, diverse and engaging characters, and a thrilling adventure plot. It's that rarest of fantasies: fresh and surprising, with a story that doesn't go where ten thousand others have gone before. I can't wait for my next chance to visit the Three Worlds!
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