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Nesting Quotes

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Clemantine Wamariya
“I wanted to retain the right to disappear. Remaining in place, nesting -- it sets off fears that somebody would yank me away. To counter it, I had to flee. I had to reassure myself that I still knew how to escape.”
Clemantine Wamariya, The Girl Who Smiled Beads: A Story of War and What Comes After

“The term micro-hub didn't have much to do with the size of the drones. It was nomenclature Hail's crew used to refer to a drone's heritage. The main drone was Foghat, which dropped off the hub called Led Zeppelin or its mini-drone. The next group of hubs that were released by Led Zeppelin was referred to as micro-hubs. If those hubs parented more hubs, then those would be called nano-hubs and so on until pico has been used. Hail's drone laboratories had never nested drones deeper than pico, so there was no need for any further classification. The inventors of the metric system in 18th century France, had little need for any terminology smaller than micro, because they didn't have instruments fine enough to measure more minute increments. But in later years, pico, femto, atto, zepto and yocto metric increments had been established in case Hail's team ever needed them.”
Brett Arquette, Operation Hail Storm

A.D. Aliwat
“Settling in is something strange, the shift to nesting after all that’s involved with a moveâ€� the flurry of activity, that motion, lost to a conscious decision to finally just chill and try and enjoy it. There’s always more you could do, always something else—clean the baseboards, burn some sage—but after a time enough is enough.”
A.D. Aliwat, In Limbo

“I had evidently disturbed the bird from its perch which, on closer inspection, turned out to be something called the Bentinck Fountain. It had clearly seen glories greater than the poor laurels tossed its way now. Once it had been cherished as an effecting feature of a grand estate. Now it stood apologetically by the side of the road, its empty trough sticking out like a beggar's imploring hand.”
Dixe Wills, At Night: A Journey Round Britain from Dusk Till Dawn