“Can you truly understand what a nation is capable of, child of the Stillness? The entirety of Old Sanze, once it finally stitches itself together from fragments of the hundred “civilizations” that live and die between now and then, will… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“Some say the Earth is angry Because he wants no company; I say the Earth is angry Because he lives alone.” — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
You are Insignificant. One of millions, neither special nor unique. I did not ask for this ignominy, and I resent the comparison. Fine. I… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“She feels closer than ever to her father in this moment of utter broken rage.” — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“When a comm builds atop a fault line, do you blame its walls when they inevitably crush the people inside? No; you blame whoever was stupid enough to think they could defy the laws of nature forever. Well, some worlds are built on a fault line of pain, held up by nightmares. Don’t lament when those worlds fall. Rage that… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share
“I don’t know how I feel about a canon anymore ... The sheer volume of books that exist out there means that a canon… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“[...] the kind of healer who knows that sometimes one must inflict terrible agony - rebreak a bone, carve off a limb, kill the… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
So here is why I write what I do: We all have futures. We all have pasts. We all have stories. And we all,… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“How can we prepare for the future if we won’t acknowledge the past?” — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“You waver, because you don’t really want to know … but you haven’t been a coward for some years now. So you steel yourself… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“What can orogeny do against something like that? Keep her breathing, maybe. But breathing doesn't always mean living, and maybe... maybe genocide doesn't always… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“What the rust do you matter? Who cares about you? Well, that’s the thing, isn’t it? Once, you did have people who cared about you. Once there were children who looked up to you and lived on your every word. Once—twice, three times, but the first two don’t count—there was a man you woke up next to every morning, who… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share
“Let me say only that these vehicles float a few inches off the ground. No animals draw them. No steam or chemical fuels them.… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image