That’s the thing, tho. Noise is noise. It’s crash and clatter and it usually adds up to one big mash of sound and thought and picture and half the time it’s impossible to make any sense of it at all. Men’s minds are messy places and Noise is like the active, breathing face of that mess. It’s what’s true and what’s believed and what’s imagined and what’s fantasized and it says one thing and a completely opposite thing at the same time and even tho the truth is definitely in there, how can you tell what’s true and what’s not when yer getting everything?
Patrick Ness - The Knife of Never Letting Go
ok GUYS I am at the part of my capstone where I’m saying that internal descriptions of living in a weird futuristic dystopia are identical to internal descriptions of living with PTSD and I KNOW there are a million quotes that I can parallel with this one. what are they?