K.J. Bishop, The Etched City Quotes
You're doing it again. Using reason to argue faith. Can't be done. Like playing croquet with a crochet hook. Sounds something like the right tool for the job, but isn't.
In the end, having no compass for his desires, he yielded to his nature.
The goodness of the world grew like moss in cracks, she thought. It grew, somehow, with hidden roots, nourished by something unseen.
Evil flourishes because the good aren't good enough, " see murmured. "And sometimes the good just have bad days.
