“the exhaustion and mania of near-death popping in my brain like tiny bubbles.” — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed, the impatient, and… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“It doesn’t bother me that I won’t be around one day,” Lukas said after a while. “I don’t stress about the fact… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“And the stains would never wash out. That's what Lukas was saying. She would always have hurt her father. Was that the… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“The animal part of his mind wasn’t made for this, to be calmly ushered to a death it was perfectly aware of.” — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“While he lived on and on, freezing and thawing, these mortals went through routines, lived and died, unaware that he even existed.… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“They had left the silo in cleaning suits as all cleaners do, because a life cooped up becomes intolerable, and to stagger… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“Sleep looked so much like death, he saw. Every night people perished, if but for a moment. The cryopods and this hopping… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“a crime to fell a tree and light it on fire, where coals of hardened shit warmed and stunk up homes,” — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“The Loud came before the quiet. That was a Rule of the World, for the bangs and shouts need somewhere to echo, just as… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“a heap of words designed to hinder communication rather than facilitate it.” — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“That leaves Bravo Company, the expendables who know what they’re doing.” — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“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 Copy Share Image
“Overhead, tangles of wires knotted together in a grand display of unplanned infrastructure.” — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“Montana wants to scream, but the thing she is angry at is in the past. The past can’t hear her. This is the thing,… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
“I guess what I'm sayin' is, if you want to give Jules a job, be very careful.” “Why be careful?” Marnes asked. Marck gazed… — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
One of the many things that surprised me about 'Wool' is how many of its fans don't consider themselves science fiction readers. — Hugh Howey Copy Share Image
