Quotes
The wind blew cold, and he was freezing, but he did not notice that he was freezing, for within him was a counter-frost, fear.
I am afraid of Mr. Powell. I am more afraid of him than I have ever been of shadows or the thunder or when you look through the little bubble in the glass of the window in the upstairs hall and all of the out-of-doors stretches and twists its neck.
p. 70
He hadn’t thought about it. It was a crisis, and in a crisis you did what needed doing. Stopping to think was a short path to panic. He didn’t have time for that.
p. 87
It also meant that their reaching out to the artifact had gotten it to reach back. Her experiment was working.
She’d expected success to feel less like fear.
p. 45
From where he was, the fear had stopped being an emotion and turned into an environment.
p. 458
Love, when you get fear in it, it’s not love any more. It’s hate.
That’s all it takes, one drop of fear, to curdle love into hate.
But there were other forces at work in the cub, the greatest of which was growth. Instinct and law demanded of him obedience. But growth demanded disobedience...In the end, one day, fear and obedience were swept away by the rush of life, and the cub straddled and sprawled toward the entrance
I am fearing because I am seeing that the only way not to be fighting is to die. I am not wanting to die.
You ache. You ache all over. You are aching to be you, but you're scared of what it means to do so.
It's easier to hide in your own darkness, than to emerge, naked and vulnerable, blinking in your own light.
You have always thought if you opened your mouth in open water you would drown, but if you didn't open your mouth you would suffocate. So here you are, drowning.


















