## Metadata - Author: [[Clive Barker]] - Full Title: Weaveworld - Category: #books ## Highlights - To dream in isolation can be properly splendid to be sure; but to dream in company seems to me infinitely preferable. ([Location 193](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=193)) - All she knew was that she was suddenly alive to a space inside herself where the haste and habit of her adult life had no dominion. ([Location 1031](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=1031)) - Tags: [[favorite]] - a thing that grows too certain of itself becomes a kind of lie. ([Location 3772](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=3772)) - Somewhere in the maze of her face a light ignited, and the human dust on the shelves at his side began to dance. ([Location 4377](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=4377)) - “What story?” Cal said. “We live it and they live it,” she said, looking at de Bono. “It’s about being born, and being afraid of dying, and how love saves us.” ([Location 5496](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=5496)) - The knowledge was slippery; she wanted an equation in which she could fix the lesson, in case she could put it to use. But there were more pressing issues now than the higher mathematics of the imagination. ([Location 6594](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=6594)) - They had left the dunes behind them. Ahead the terrain was absolutely flat as far as the eye could see, though that wasn’t many miles, for the wind carried a cargo of sand that veiled the horizon like smoke. Even in the Rub al Khali this wasteland was a new refinement of desolation: a connoisseur’s nowhere. ([Location 7187](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=7187)) - Always the sightseers: open-mouthed, disbelieving. There was a force for desolation loose in their midst which could consume their lives at a glance, surely they could see that? But they’d watch anyway, willing to embrace the void if it came with sufficient razzmatazz. ([Location 7971](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=7971)) - Cal, robbed both of his strength and of the images he’d peeped on, tasted a terrible banality. He had no energy left to look up and wonder at the majesty above him. His eyes were turned inward, and he saw only emptiness there. A desert, in which his dust blew with the dust of all the things he’d ever loved and lost; blew to the end of time and knew neither rest nor meaning. ([Location 9137](https://readwise.io/to_kindle?action=open&asin=B00KD4ZDJQ&location=9137))