The Atlas Six (Atlas Series Book 1)

but Reina had never been overly thrilled by the prospect of living in the same place in perpetuity.

détentes

Some people are taking too much, making themselves sick, and it kills them. The excess is poison; even food is a poison to someone who’s been deprived. Everything has the capacity to turn toxic.

have places to be,” Tristan said. A life to live. A future to curate. Atlas nodded.

“Because the problem with knowledge, Miss Rhodes, is its inexhaustible craving. The more of it you have, the less you feel you know,” said Atlas. “Thus, men often go mad in search of it.”

Social trends and stigmas change, and the direction knowledge moves is not always forward. Magic is no different.

They were entranced, as well they should be. Dalton was very good at breathing life into things, ideas, objects. It was a subtle skill. So subtle it did not appear to be magic at all, which made him an exceptional academic.

The world was mostly entropy and chaos; magic, then, was order, because it was control.

“A flaw of humanity,” said Parisa, shrugging as they walked. “The compulsion to be unique, which is at war with the desire to belong to a single identifiable sameness.”