“On the whole, we're a murderous race. According to Genesis, it took as few as four people to make the planet too crowded to stand, and the first murder was a fratricide. Genesis says that in a fit of jealous rage, the very first child born to mortal parents, Cain, snapped and popped the first metaphorical cap in another human being. The attack was a bloody, brutal, violent, reprehensible killing. Cain's brother Abel probably never saw it coming. As I opened the door to my apartment, I was filled with a sense of empathic sympathy and intuitive understanding. For freaking Cain.” PeopleFirstsHumansChildrenWholeParentUnderstandingBornHuman BeingsRaceSawsFourDoorsPlanetsBrotherFitMurderFilledKillingRageViolentMortalsJealousBrutalApartmentBloodyIntuitiveCrowdedCapsGenesisCainMetaphoricalAbel Book:Dead Beat: A Novel of The Dresden Files Source: Dead Beat: A Novel of The Dresden Files
“The dark aftermath of the frontier, of the vast promise of possibility this country first offered, is an inflated sense of American entitlement today. We want what we want, and we want it now. Easy credit. Fast food. A straight shot down the interstate from point A to point B. The endless highway is crowded with the kinds of cars large enough to take a mountain pass in high snow. Instead they are used to take children from soccer practice to Pizza Hut. In the process they burn fuel like there's no tomorrow. Tomorrow's coming.” WantFirstsKindChildrenCountryEnoughTodayUsedEasyProcessDarkPracticeCarPossibilityTomorrowPromiseFutureMountainShotsCreditEndlessSnowSoccerFuelHighwaysFrontiersCrowdedPizzaEntitlementFast FoodAftermathHutsInterstate Author:Anna Quindlen