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Something in the back of her head shifted. The serpent of learned helplessness long asleep starting to wake. She pretended it wasn’t there, in hopes that if she denied it enough, it wouldn’t exist.
p. 225
The aliens that sent the protomolecule hadn’t needed to destroy humanity. They’d given humans the opportunity to destroy themselves, and as a species, they’d leaped on it.
p. 291
“Sometimes you don’t get redeemed,” she said, and here voice made it clear she’d thought about the question. Tired and strong at the same time. “Not every stain comes out. Sometimes you do something bad enough that you carry the consequences for the rest of your life and take the regrets to the grave. That’s your happy ending.”
p. 233
History’s made of surprises that seem obvious in retrospect.
p. 296
She knew intellectually that he was beautiful, the way the iridescent wings of a carrion fly would be.
p. 309
“I try to do the right thing, Holden. But there are times when it’s not obvious what that is.”
“I agree with you,” Holden said. “Right up to the part where you tell me this is one of those times.”
p. 298
She felt like her soul was a handful of dice that were still rolling, and what came up would decide the shape that the rest of her life took.
p. 514
“So you’re trying to get me prepared for one of my crew dying?”
“Historically speaking, humans are pretty much at a hundred percent on that.”
p. 36
Humanity was so flawed. Not just her, but everyone. Half the population was below average intelligence. Half below average dedication. Average adherence to duty. The cruel law of statistics. It was astounding that as a race they’d managed as much as they had.
p. 525
He told himself that, but he was getting less and less persuasive. Not knowing was the worst thing. The second-worst thing as being chased by a bunch of top-of-the-line warships that really wanted to kill you.
p. 442
Alex’s experience of real family—of blood relations—was more like having a lot of people who had all wound up on the same mailing list without knowing quite why they signed up for it.
p. 163
Things changed, and they didn’t change back. But sometimes they got better.
p. 519

