The Boy And His Dog at the End of the World by Matthew Amador

Pg#116

amadorm25 — 2024-11-08 16:14:47 UTC

"I looked around. The new incoming rain clouds. Still no sign of Brand. No sign of a red-sailed boat. I looked up at the tower."

Pg# 167

amadorm25 — 2024-11-08 16:20:27 UTC

And I had done an hellish thing,

And it would work 'em woe:

For all averred, I had killed the bird

That made the breeze to blow.

Ah wretch! said they, the bird to slay

That made the breeze to blow!

#Pg 135

amadorm25 — 2024-11-08 16:26:59 UTC

"Just like many of the dead cars on the island, the axles and the wheels and the engine blocks had survived longest"

#152

amadorm25 — 2024-11-11 17:59:21 UTC

"If I'd had the Sweethope, I think I might have taken the lady with me."

Pg#129

amadorm25 — 2024-11-26 16:09:53 UTC

"Remembering dreams is like picking up small jellyfish--they slip through your fingers--and you never know if it's a dream you had or if you added to the dream in the remembering.

Pg#130

amadorm25 — 2024-11-26 16:10:55 UTC

"Sometimes it's hard to know if you're remembering a dream at all, or just a dream about remembering a dream. And if that doesn't make sense, well, neither do dreams."

Pg#162

amadorm25 — 2024-12-03 15:38:09 UTC

"In my heart, I think I would have waited for him for ever, if I truly believed he was coming back ."

Pg#165

amadorm25 — 2024-12-03 15:54:53 UTC

"I had walked four pebbles without turning because leaving a place that Jip had been and just might one day return to was so hard I think I might have broken and run back and waited--as I said-- for ever."

Pg#110

amadorm25 — 2024-12-03 16:01:53 UTC

"Except it wasn't a black cloud. It was smoke. And as its base was a fire, and the fire was the sweethope."

Pg#141

amadorm25 — 2024-12-05 15:59:38 UTC

"I would've given up, but Jip chased something fast and sleek under the arch supporting the tower, and when I followed his excited barking I found he had chased that rat inside the building, through a door I had missed."