Quotes by : Hugh Howey

You die a little inside every time you have joyless sex. Neurons prune back. The good in there withers.....

just know that it takes a bit of courage to unlearn that shame, and to be there for others when they....

Maybe he wasn’t there to lead so much as to provide an illusion to the others that they were being....

This was the mark of deep infatuation, he thought: the desire to watch a woman talk just to see her lips....

There were certain things, learned so young and remembered so deep that they felt like little stones....

To impatient youth, all things took for ever and any kind of waiting was torture. Pg. 221

I guess what I'm sayin' is, if you want to give Jules a job, be very careful.” “Why be careful?”....

I hated Sundays as a kid. From the moment I woke up, I could feel Monday looming, could feel another....

Fiction challenges us and works its miracles by placing us in the skin of another human being and teaching....

Sleep was a vehicle for passing the time, for avoiding the present. It was a trolley for the depressed,....