There were those who wanted to live right there, who were reticent to venture any further. - Hugh Howey

He nodded and dabbed at his forehead with his sleeve. “And every mistake. But every good thing we do as well. They are immortal, every single touch we leave behind. Even if nobody sees them or remembers them, that doesn’t matter. That trail will always be what happened, what we did, every choice. The past lives on forever. There’s no changing it.

She imagined herself at age nine, running through these very halls, crying out to her older self across the years.

Sometimes the real looks fake, especially when you’ve looked at the fake for so long.