Welcome to Bookmarker!

This is a personal project by @dellsystem. I built this to help me retain information from the books I'm reading.

Source code on GitHub (MIT license).

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6 months, 2 weeks ago

this rocket ship is headed to the moon

“I was talking to the rest of the C-level team about this the other day and I wanted to share it with you. We are on a rocket ship together. And this rocket ship is headed to the moon. The moon is us going public. Which we will, if you all keep up your hard work and dedication to our mission.”

—p.152 Ripe by Sarah Rose Etter
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6 months, 2 weeks ago

the eggs in her ovaries shriveling

She heads back into the office. I stand outside in the cold, imagining myself working even faster, faster than the speed of light, working so hard I become even more of a blur, not sleeping, not eating, woman as machine. I picture Sasha’s insides, the pink of her womb, the eggs in her ovaries shriv…

—p.151 by Sarah Rose Etter
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6 months, 2 weeks ago

up above us, the sun blazes

Up above us, the sun blazes, that almost-perfect sphere, which will one day consume us, all of us, me, him, everything, engulfing the whole world in an endless white light before cutting to pure black, to absolute nothingness.

—p.129 by Sarah Rose Etter
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6 months, 2 weeks ago

having our little panic attacks

This last scene sent me into a profound depression for a long stretch of days. With each horror, a new slit is cut into my brain. The way wild amounts of wealth brush up against extreme poverty and displacement here is like nothing I’ve ever seen. Maria and I are somewhere in the middle: neither we…

—p.102 by Sarah Rose Etter
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6 months, 2 weeks ago

I believed that there was another way to live

I didn’t know it then, but the cycle would continue for years: job after monotonous job, title after title, commuting back and forth on an endless highway, promotions and small bonuses, two weeks’ vacation, slowly losing motivation with each job, the black hole never far away.

But for a moment, …

—p.99 by Sarah Rose Etter