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A review by mazlietlotes
Welcome to Night Vale by Jeffrey Cranor, Joseph Fink
4.0
I'll stick to what I was thinking halfway through the book. What a wonderful bunch of nonsense. But with enough substance to hold it all together and a lot of space to think about life and relationships, and people, and existence. Because all of these things could happen in our world, and they could never happen, but it doesn't matter, because we can imagine they could.
Here's some cool quotes I liked:
She left the shower as most people leave showers, clean and a little lonely.
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"I'm not afraid," she declared, and she wasn't. She was angry, which is the more productive cousin of fear.
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He had teeth like a military cemetery.
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What are people but deaths that haven't happened yet?
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There had to be something she had missed, some connection to be made in the events and individuals moving about in the memory of her day. But if there was, she couldn't see it. Maybe she wasn't smart enough. Or maybe the world wasn't. Maybe the world wasn't smart enough to put together a story that made sense.
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It's not other people that hurt us, but what we feel about them.
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When I was a child, I would, like all children, cry because childhood is traumatic and confusing.
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You are always nineteen. Someday you will never be nineteen.
Here's some cool quotes I liked:
She left the shower as most people leave showers, clean and a little lonely.
***
"I'm not afraid," she declared, and she wasn't. She was angry, which is the more productive cousin of fear.
***
He had teeth like a military cemetery.
***
What are people but deaths that haven't happened yet?
***
There had to be something she had missed, some connection to be made in the events and individuals moving about in the memory of her day. But if there was, she couldn't see it. Maybe she wasn't smart enough. Or maybe the world wasn't. Maybe the world wasn't smart enough to put together a story that made sense.
***
It's not other people that hurt us, but what we feel about them.
***
When I was a child, I would, like all children, cry because childhood is traumatic and confusing.
***
You are always nineteen. Someday you will never be nineteen.