“Sei straordinaria" disse piano. È molto egoista da parte mia riuscire solo a pensare che ti voglio solo per me?" Mi misi a balbettare. "Mi vuoi... in... che senso...?" Curvò la bocca in uno strano sorriso. E poi mi baciò.” — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“What’s a treaty? It’s a piece of paper. An agreement means nothing in itself. It’s the power to force others to comply with that agreement—that’s all that counts. That’s the sham of this whole thing.” - General Marsh” — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share
“That missleproof glass might as well have been electrified fence and barbed wire. No one could fashion a prison so perfect, so complete, as… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“No wonder the sky had to be blotted out by advertisements. The stars drowned with lights. If everyone could see beyond Coalition horizons, perhaps… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“They'd taken everything. Everything, and people simply had let them. People had meekly surrendered the world to them in hopes those CEOs would finally… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“This war ends, then so do the taxpayer-funded contracts, the drumbeats in the media, the nice Combatant faces, and the patriotic cause to lull the civilians and shame the dissenters. The other thing that comes to an end is all the justification for why this country's run the way it is. People will wonder why their paychecks are still getting… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share
“Sei straordinaria" disse piano. È molto egoista da parte mia riuscire solo a pensare che ti voglio solo per me?" Mi misi a balbettare.… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“There’s not a person in history who achieved greatness without choking back some pride, without ever smiling at someone they despised, without playing along… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“Not just in America. When I left my primary school, my father said, 'Son, you are now a man,' then he gave me a… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“<> disse piano. <<È molto egoista da parte mia riuscire solo a pensare che ti voglio per me?>> Mi misi a balbettare. <> Curvò la bocca in uno strano sorriso. E poi mi baciò.” — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
“Wyatt avoided the petty gunfights and headed to a saloon and rigged up a bunch of Molotov cocktails. Her firebombs against members of Tom… — S. J. Kincaid Copy Share Image
