Hybrid Quotes

“How can a monster tell if he’s a monster if he’s never known anything else?”
― Jina S. Bazzar, Heir of Ashes

“When one faces pain on a daily basis, one either learns to live with it or let it consume him.”
― Jina S. Bazzar, Heir of Ashes

“Grief—in all of its agony—burrowed deep into her essence, its serrated edges killing her piece by piece.”
― R. W. Patterson, Dark Night of the Soul: A sacrifice to end a life; A rescue to save a soul.

“There is a plant called the ghost pipe, because it is ghostly white, almost blue. Were you to cut open this flower and study it, you'd find no chlorophyll inside. It can grow in the dark, under the cover of fallen leaves and undergrowth in forests, under soil. It doesn't need to photosynthesize, because it is a parasite. It uses fungal networks to suck energy from photosynthesizing trees. Its roots look like clusters of tiny fingers that grope toward and connect with huge white webs of fungus that in turn connect with the thick roots of trees.”
― Claire Kohda, Woman, Eating

“He retrieved the words from somewhere long forgotten. They floated through the foggy recesses of his mind, plucked from the dark and released into the air like a dove.”
― R. W. Patterson, Dark Night of the Soul: A sacrifice to end a life; A rescue to save a soul.

“Weak prey didn’t live long. It was the law of the jungle.”
― Jina S. Bazzar, Heir of Ashes

“I do not like the terms. I don’t get any offspring, any beloved, I cannot ask something that is not in your power and I do not get to have your soul?” Her lips twisted in a sarcastic smile, and I could tell I had managed to insult her. “Although I suppose that’s some other entity’s priority and not mine. But that aside, what’s left for me?”
― Jina S. Bazzar, Heir of Ashes

“On days such as this, Death’s long shadow hung like a broken halo over everyone—a sign of things to come.”
― R.W. Patterson, Solace From Shadows: Where Mortality and Eternity Collide

“You want to show me your wrath? You want to hurt me, so show me. We can take this to the bedroom if you like—the bed might be reduced to kindling, but I’m willing to take that chance. Now fight me,” he growled aloud, his obsidian eyes narrowing to angry slits. “Show me what you are becoming.”
― R. W. Patterson, Dark Night of the Soul: A sacrifice to end a life; A rescue to save a soul.

“Inside, a deep-rooted force raged, buried in her psyche from eons before, percolating with a primordial awakening that had been long forgotten, until now.”
― R. W. Patterson, Dark Night of the Soul

“You would do good to keep in mind there is a good reason all these people are after me.”
― Jina S. Bazzar, Heir of Ashes

“How about a favor?” I asked impulsively –foolishly.

Oh, but how I would regret these words. I was sure about that. But nothing else came to mind, and to regret it, I still had to live.”
― Jina S. Bazzar, Heir of Ashes

“A hybrid organizational structure can bring greater awareness of intricacies and systemic value of organizational systems, processes, people dynamics, technology, and resource allocation, etc.”
― Pearl Zhu, Digital Hybridity

“The digital paradigm that is emerging is the dynamic organization with hybridity of knowledge, flexible processes, and unique competencies.”
― Pearl Zhu, Digital Hybridity

“The paradox is the result of two opposing truths existing side by side, which can be both right”
― Pearl Zhu, Digital Hybridity

“If you're still hungry, I have some apples for dessert." She held one out that was a mix of reds and greens with a hint of gold. "These are Red Fire apples."
Henri took a bite. "That's heaven. What did you call it? A Red Fire? I've never had anything like it."
"They're only grown in our kingdom. My mother was the one who created the hybrid," Snow said proudly.
She used to beg her parents to tell her the story of their courtship over and over. She could picture her mother laughing. Snow, there must be something else you want to talk about!
"It's what you get when you cross red apple seeds with some pears and green apple seeds," Snow told Henri now. "She came up with it at the apple orchard she helped tend when she was my age. My father loved them and had them planted all over the countryside." Snow picked up one and stared at it. "It was the Red Fire apple that endeared my mother to my father, actually. He adored her apples."
Henri smirked. "So it was love at first bite?"
She laughed. "I suppose so!”
― Jen Calonita, Mirror, Mirror

“Everyone around him had some use, some mighty skill. And yet there I was... nothing more than a strange hybrid. More trouble than I was worth.

'You're not,' he said.

'Don't read my thoughts.'

'I can't help what you sometimes shout down the bond. And besides, everything is usually written on your face, if you know where to look. Which made your performance today so much more impressive.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“She wanted to freeze the hands of time. Wanted to revisit, revise and rewrite the past…edit out the monsters hell-bent on taking the lives of everyone she loved.”
― R. W. Patterson, Dark Night of the Soul: A sacrifice to end a life; A rescue to save a soul.

“If a soul could drown in its own tears, then hers was already dead.”
― R.W. Patterson

“Digital businesses and their people learn through their interactions with the environment, to keep knowledge flow as well as business flow, and strike a delicate digital balance.”
― Pearl Zhu, Digital Hybridity

“The digital organization has a hybrid nature with flexibility, agility, and innovativeness.”
― Pearl Zhu, Digital Hybridity

“I am a mutant hybrid of smart and insanity.”
― Steven Magee

“I sampled soft cheesecake, served elegantly spilling out of a highball glass turned on its side, with bits of huckleberry compote, crushed walnuts, and lemon foam. The white miso semifreddo, two fine slices of olive oil cake, which sat on a bed of crushed almonds alongside raspberry sorbet. And lastly, the über-rich chocolate ganache cake, which was similar to the dish I'd had years earlier at p*ong, but was now paired with green tea ice cream, crackly caramel crunches, and malted chocolate bits.”
― Amy Thomas, Paris, My Sweet: A Year in the City of Light

“Cook had seen an avocado before, but not like this---so smooth, so green. The fruit took an express route to the greenhouse, where workers propagated the seeds, first in soil, and then suspended slightly in water. Fairchild had included written instructions that only mature trees would fruit, after several years, not months. He advised that as soon as the seedlings grew reasonable roots, they should be shipped to experiment stations in California to be shared with farmers interested in experimental crops.
Cook complied, and then mostly forgot about the avocado.
In California, that single shipment helped build an industry. Other avocados turned up as well, from travelers or tourists who packed the oversized seeds as souvenirs. There were one-off stories that avocados had been spotted in America before, in Hollywood in 1886 or near Miami in 1894. But none were as sturdy as Fairchild's Chilean variety, prized for its versatility, color, and flavor---résumé of strong pedigree. Fairchild's avocado would turn out to be a mix of a Guatemalan avocado and a Mexican avocado and to have been only a short-term tenant in Chilean soil before Fairchild picked it up. But as with most popular fruits, the true geographic origin faded into irrelevance.
Farmers and early geneticists dissected this sample and ones that came after it to create newer cultivars attuned to more specialized climates or tastes. This work yielded a twentieth-century variety called Fuerte, Spanish for "strong," growable in the coldest conditions ever tested on an avocado. It fell from favor after proving unable to ship even modest distances without bruising.”
― Daniel Stone, The Food Explorer: The True Adventures of the Globe-Trotting Botanist Who Transformed What America Eats

“The demon in me is probably a solitary animal. In popular culture, people like me are always associated with bats, and maybe that's fitting. I can imagine hanging upside down in this studio for hours at a time, dribbling white saliva from my mouth, then flying solitary in the night, picking insects out of the sky.”
― Claire Kohda, Woman, Eating

“If humanity is a hybrid of two worlds, they can either be cross-blessed or cross-tortured by both or both at the same time.”
― Ingmar Veeck

“from "KNEEL SAID THE NIGHT": "Call these notes. Half notes. Grace notes. I can only speak with small, sharp breaths that hurt my lungs, small bursts of paragraphs and lines. Half notes for knowing. Call them the voices that are in me. In these ragged months of global ache, death is one of the many inevitable(s), closer than my heartbeat ...”
― Margo Berdeshevsky

“from "KNEEL SAID THE NIGHT" : "...I once admitted to an older lover, as we lay naked and pleasured, that I was afraid to catch his age. Fortunately, he was compassionate. I asked if he minded my question. ...”
― Margo Berdeshevsky, KNEEL SAID THE NIGHT

“If we hybrids have a superpower, it is the ability to side-see, to scour the periphery of stories and a heritage industry that view the world too narrowly. We know the world is a continuum of polar things, and the words “my people” and “my roots” can be a carnival of confusion.”
― Kyo Maclear, Unearthing

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