Top 250 Misba Quotes (2024 Update)
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151. “One room in the two-story building glows, violin music emanating from it. Maroc is playing for his master: The Roar of Death Sonata, 1st Movement, one of the legendary Eleven Pieces composed after the Apocalypse.”

— Misba

152. “This girl is doing it again: practicing jumping from four-meter-height for her next grade test.”

— Misba

153. “Preparing the manor means removing the disc-lift section, installing railings at a few places. Don’t forget the baby-friendly stairs, even though the newborn won’t use it for another year. Rashad has finished the carpet replacement and floor disinfecting, not that the baby will be crawling anytime soon. Other tasks include removing Meera’s books and crafts, also the sharp objects from up to a height.”

— Misba

154. “Kusha digs through her chain of thoughts, looking blankly at the air. Soon, her mind reaches the source thought like a train reaching its destination.”

— Misba

155. “Kusha pushes the last of her long screw into the soil, another expensive thing she bought from the Old City. The almost-broken, two-inch seedling now stands supported. Guilt, partly for a tiny seedling, slightly more for being an unobservant, untouchable human who isn’t graded yet.”

— Misba

156. “From here, their neighbors’ houses look like dots on the ground or balloons in the air.”

— Misba

157. “Who do you serve?”

— Misba

158. “He remembers the thirty-seven beasts in his forest that turned stone-hard and dead.”

— Misba

159. “These days, the word Source is coming frequently, ever since that man asked to meet.”

— Misba

160. “This evolution isn’t physical, rather cognitive, spiritual. It’s a process where prana strengthens the body and mind. Kusha hopes she really is in the process.”

— Misba

161. “He frowns. How unusual for a monk to frown or to think needlessly! Yuan shields his mind. His eyes closed in deep meditation. A ninety-nine-year-old monk who mastered time and desires shouldn’t let little thoughts infect his inner quiet.”

— Misba

162. “Did anything happen,” Meera asks, “in the auction, sweetie?”

— Misba

163. “You’re after secrets, aren’t you? Just like him,” Mee-Hae says.”

— Misba

164. “She remembers going to the garden during the auction and falling asleep on a swing with questions about the ghost woman.”

— Misba

165. “Things look familiar: the high shelves full of books, jars of green tea, dried flowers – also for tea, big rocks, and crystals that emit strong prana and light. The light trapped inside the crystals makes them brighter, stunning against the dark background of the wooden floor and ceiling.”

— Misba

166. “It’s a laughable lock – one that you would use only to guard a graveyard.”

— Misba

167. “The Monk remembers taking this photo himself. Sometimes, he wonders if it’s his fault that that man lost his last threads of humanity.”

— Misba

168. “Some things shouldn’t be downloaded even as subconscious alarms, she thinks. Two prophetic alarms are enough for one morning, she believes.”

— Misba

169. “Perhaps a bird or the wind carried the seed and Meera didn’t notice it yet. Otherwise, it would be groomed out for daring to grow its head high in such a neat lawn.”

— Misba

170. “The Monk frowns – almost, noticing how vaguely the Archeologist crafted her answer, for he said he’d believe it blindly.”

— Misba

171. “The woman said again. Whoever they stood for, did they come for her before? Before she found herself with the Gaumonts?”

— Misba

172. “Even time can be smelled and seen if you are observant, if you know how to smell the abstract. And if you do, you risk exposure to a certain addiction. The addiction to smell.”

— Misba

173. “The term Empire dawdles at the door of her memory. Like it was a significant dream and someone woke her too soon that she couldn’t just save the precious dream somewhere safe. Now the dream is lost. Forever. It lingers, but it doesn’t appear.”

— Misba

174. “He doesn’t step away from his wooden sandals, each with a two-inch block at the center.”

— Misba

175. “Nothing physical from the body of a High Grade can heal. No matter if it’s blood or sperm or saliva or even a discarded hair or nail – as some fraudulent religious groups claim, taking advantage of Low Grades’ fascination with the living gods among them.”

— Misba

176. “War heroes’ speech without a quality sound? Real sound?” Taha shakes her head. “No, no. It won’t work!”

— Misba

177. “Humans sinned. Persistently existing in clogged colonies was their sin.”

— Misba

178. “Big industries could keep this look with their molecular level repairing technology. Such a shame!”

— Misba

179. “That was seven years ago – a day after she lost all her memories. Also, the day that started it all. The day that kicked off her desire to speak that kept growing, and it will keep growing until she craves to become a goddess one day. Either to save the world as a hero or to destroy it, crafting a villain’s ballad.”

— Misba

180. “Her intuition works when the right option is present. None of these is the right option.”

— Misba

181. “Living around the West Alpha among the High Grades who age exceptionally slowly, one or two wrinkles around the eyes, a few greyed hairs along your ears are enough to call you old. Even if your spine is still strong and straight.”

— Misba

182. “Mistakes aren’t adorable when adults do it.”

— Misba

183. “When you don’t evolve your mind enough, in a way, you grow your own monsters, sweetie.”

— Misba

184. “He senses his feet touching the floor; he tunes himself to the universe. The waves of prana in the floor and the push of music relax his muscles.”

— Misba

185. “Bring wine,” he mutters. “She’s an old friend.” Standing in his bedroom, he notices the subtle change of expression – a frown, almost – on Maroc’s face after hearing the old-friend part.”

— Misba

186. “She dislikes questions about her alarms.”

— Misba

187. “Missing this year’s Career Exam will be humiliating. Usually, a company sponsors suitable candidates regarding the exam fee. But landing on such sponsorship without a valid portfolio is impossible. And there are more. The valid portfolio has to be acknowledged by the ones whom you will reach through another valid chain of recommendations.”

— Misba

188. “Evidence of radioactive rain destroying a city seventy thousand years ago,” Mee-Hae answers.”

— Misba

189. “Listening to war heroes’ speeches here is riskier than just exploring Junk Land with a truck.”

— Misba

190. “When Kusha discovered how many unevolved men and women enter such contracts just for citizenship, it made her face crease. As if she’d caught a nasty smell.”

— Misba

191. “Fine. We are the Knights and Rulers of the world,” she says. “You win this verbal war. Can we move on?”

— Misba

192. “You don’t have to lie!” she says. “If I had a hundred percent correct intuition, I’d be showing it off on stage!”

— Misba

193. “So, the ‘you should be prepared for anything’ part of Meera’s speech is ignorable? Kusha thinks. She never speaks her thoughts, or maybe she speaks only 1% of her thoughts, but it’s not the reason she halts now. Kusha widens her eyes. That ‘it’ll never come again’ felt so ominous, so striking! If words were measured like temperature, they’d feel as cold as a planet with no sun and as dark as the ground of the Old City.”

— Misba

194. “To a High Grade who has lived long enough, the past is just a tiny pixel in a large, high-resolution canvas.”

— Misba

195. “If she did, Taha would ask what they had talked about, until she finds out how she blabbered about destiny during her first conversation with a war hero, and how he mocked it, and how humiliatingly he called her a fraud who sells originality-detection service.”

— Misba

196. “She’s a twenty-three-year-old. By this time, people become at least Grade C while she started the grade race only seven years ago.”

— Misba

197. “Mastering time isn’t about stopping time, rather, slowing down its effects.”

— Misba

198. “When a prayer doesn’t work, you rephrase it.”

— Misba

199. “Even if she rebuilds hundreds of old cars, will it ever equal to healing a tiny life? Will it equal evolution?”

— Misba

200. “Mee-Hae utters annihilated so carefully as if someone might hear, as if it’s a cautiously chosen word and not spoken as a part of a casual description.”

— Misba