From Kevin Brockmeier, one of this generation's most inventive young writers, comes a striking new novel about death, life, and the mysterious place in between. The City is inhabited by those who have departed Earth but are still remembered by the living. They will reside in this afterlife... read more
“"Laura Byrd. Not forever, but long enough."”
The living carry us inside them like pearls. We survive only so long as they remember us.”Highlighted by 13 Kindle customers
The body was the material component of a person. The soul was the nonmaterial component. The spirit was simply the connecting line.Highlighted by 8 Kindle customers
For a long time that had seemed to her to be the key to life: life—real life—was really just a solitude waiting to be transfigured.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
it was an extension of life itself—a sort of outer room—and that they would remain there only so long as they endured in living memory. When the last person who had actually known them died, they would pass over into whatever came next.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
Christians always talked about the possibility of being reunited with their loved ones in the afterworld, but no one ever seemed to consider the idea that after twenty years of separation or more those loved ones might have pared themselves down into mere sticks of what they used to be, that they might have changed into utter strangers.Highlighted by 7 Kindle customers
She was one of those people who truly became beautiful only when they showed no sign of thought or feeling on their faces, like bright, blank flowers unfolding their petals in the sun.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
It was possible to drift without thinking into what you were looking for, but it was just as possible to drift right past it into something far worse.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
The stories people told about the crossing were as varied and elaborate as their ten billion lives, so much more particular than those other stories, the ones they told about their deaths. After all, there were only so many ways a person could die: either your heart took you, or your head took you, or it was one of the new diseases. But no one followed the same path over the crossing.Highlighted by 4 Kindle customers
he said he was tired of remembering everything he wanted to forget and forgetting everything he wanted to remember.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
Her shoes made her understand, in a way that jewelry and sunglasses and the other trappings of so-called feminine fashion never had, why people dyed their hair or wore tattoos. It was for the same reason that birds wove bits of thread or vinyl construction streamers into their nests: for the sheer pleasure of ornamentation.Highlighted by 3 Kindle customers
One. The City
Two . The Shelter
Three. The Encounter
Four. The Miles
Five. The Homecoming
Six. The Station
Seven. The Patriarch
Eight. The Virus
Nine. The Numbers
Ten. The Crevasse
Eleven. The Changes
Twelve. The Birds
Thirteen. The Heartbeat
Fourteen. The Marbles
Fifteen. The Crossing.
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