Hugh Howey
Hugh Howey
Hugh C. Howeyis an American writer, known best for the science fiction series Silo, part of which he published independently through Amazon.com's Kindle Direct Publishing system. Howey was raised in Monroe, North Carolina and before publishing his books, he worked as a yacht captain, roofer, and audio technician...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionAuthor
CountryUnited States of America
hero winning bullshit
Heroes didn't win. The heroes were whoever happened to win. History told their story -- the dead didn't say a word. All of it was bullshit.
tangled knots made
It turned out that some crooked things looked even worse when straightened. Some tangled knots only made sense once unraveled.
sometimes closure found
Sometimes a thing needed opening before closure was found.
gun men thinking
He’d only ever seen a gun once, a smaller one on the hip of that old deputy, a gun he’d always figured was more for show. He stuffed a fistful of deadly rounds in his pocket, thinking how each one could end an individual life, and understanding why such things were forbidden. Killing a man should be harder than waving a length of pipe in their direction. It should take long enough for one’s conscience to get in the way.
thinking special generations
It was the hubris of each generation to think this anew, to think that their time was special, that all things would come to an end with them.
stars ocean kissing
The best kisses in the world take place at night, in the ocean, with two naked bodies coiled around one another, only the stars to keep them company.
men long way
Killing a man should be harder than waving a length of pipe in their direction. It should take long enough for one's conscience to get in the way.
men epidemics discovery
Imagine the first discovery that one of these epidemics was man-made—the panic, the violence that would ensue. That’s where the end would come. A typhoon kills a few hundred people, does a few billion in damage, and what do we do?” Erskine interlocked his fingers. “We come together. We put the pieces back. But a terrorist’s bomb.” He frowned. “A terrorist’s bomb does the same damage, and it throws the world into turmoil.” He spread his hands apart like an explosion going off. “When there’s only God to blame, we forgive him. When it’s our fellow man, we must destroy him.
people needs world
We are not the people who made this world, Lukas, but it's up to us to survive it. You need to understand that." "We can't control where we are right now," he mumbled, "just what we do going forward.
fall men people
He thought of men like Hitler, Stalin, and Napoleon. All it took was a lot of seemingly decent people to put the wrong person in power and then fall under their spell.
men forgiving fellow-man
When there’s only God to blame, we forgive him. When it’s our fellow man, we destroy him.
past better-off
some things are better off back in the past. Where they belong.