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Adrift: Seventy-Six Days Lost at Sea
Steven Callahan
Subhuman (A Unit 51 Novel)
Michael McBride
Despite Lupus: How to Live Well with a Chronic Illness (1)
Sara Gorman
A is for Arsenic: The Poisons of Agatha Christie
Kathryn Harkup
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Favorite Quote & Reading progress update: I've read 399 out of 512 pages.

The 5th Wave - Rick Yancey

For our 2016 Dystopia Reading Challenge we're suppose to pick our favorite quote from The 5th Wave. I actually have several of them from this book. Yancey can really write some compelling lines. Since we are also doing a buddy read on The 5th Wave, I'm going to share an excerpt & quote that is from one of the chapters we are currently reading-Chapter 30. The entire excerpt is fantastic- very moving. I can't wait to see the movie. There aren't really any spoilers in it I don't think but if you are worried about spoilers and just want to read the main quote and not the entire excerpt, the quote is in bold. Hope you like...: ) 


Excerpt & Quote from Chapter30:

  "Do you want to die?"

  Do I nod? I can't remember. Maybe I did, because he says, "I'm not going to let you. So now what?"

  "So I guess I'm going to live."

  "No, you're not. You're going to die. You're going to die, and there's nothing you or I or anyone else can do to stop it. You, me, everyone else on this big, beautiful blue planet is going to die and make way for them."

  "He's cut right to the heart of it. It's the perfect thing to say at the perfect moment, and what he's been trying to get out of me suddenly explodes.

  "Then what's the point, huh?" I shout into his face, "What's the fucking point? You have all the answers, so you tell me, because I have no idea anymore why I should give a damn!" 

  He grabs me by the arm and slings me toward the window. He's beside me in two seconds and flings open the curtain. I see the school buses idling beside the hangar and a line of children waiting to go inside.

  "You're asking the wrong person," he snarls, "Ask them why you should give a damn. Tell them there's no point. Tell them you want to die."

  "He grabs my shoulders and whirls me around to face him.

Slaps me hard in the chest.

  "They've flipped the natural order on us, boy. Better to hide than face. They know the way to break us is to kill us first here." Slapping my chest again. "The final battle for this planet will not be fought over any plain or mountain or jungle or desert or ocean. It will happen here." Popping me again. Hard. Pop, pop, pop.

  And I'm totally gone by this point, giving into everything I've bottled up inside since the night my sister died, sobbing like I've never cried before, like crying is something new to me and I like the way it feels.

  "You are the human clay," Vosch whispers fiercely in my ear. "And I'm Michaelangelo. I am the master builder, and you will be my masterpiece." Pale blue fire in his eyes, burning to the bottom of my soul. "God doesn't call the equipped, son. God equips the called. And you have been called."

  He leaves me with a promise. The words burn so hot in my mind, the promise follows me into the deepest hours of the night and into the days that follow.

  I will teach you to love death. I will empty you of grief and guilt and self-pity and fill you up with hate and cunning and the spirit of vengeance. I will make my final stand here, Benjamin Thomas Parish.

  Slapping my chest over and over until my skin burns, my heart on fire. And you will be my battlefield.



My Soul Called Life