Persepolis Rising (The Expanse Book 7)

schadenfreude

Everything changed, and it went right on changing. A terrible thought when things were good, a comforting one now. Whatever happened, she could be certain that things wouldn’t stay the way they were now. And if she stayed smart and clever and lucky, she’d be able to affect how the next change came. Or take advantage of it.

I am a human being. Anything that happens to human beings could happen to me.

It seemed to her that the real sign you were getting old was when you stopped needing to prove you weren’t getting old.

Large, sudden events did that. They changed the way time passed. Not technically, maybe, but as a measure of who he and Bobbie were to each other.

SHE TAKES CARE OF YOU YOU TAKE CARE OF HER

“It’s the reward of old age,” Avasarala said. “You live long enough, and you can watch everything you worked for become irrelevant.”

“I don’t want to bet my life on other people being smart,” Holden said.

“I told you that you wouldn’t understand,” Avasarala said, her voice cold and cutting. “The fuckers on the Tempest? I’m telling you they’re us too.”