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It wasn't that the trees were unhealthy or their foliage sparse. On the contrary, every tree was lush and full, bursting with green life. Yet somehow, in the absence of contact, they knew exactly where to stop growing outward so that they might give their neighbors space to thrive.

— A Prayer for the Crown-Shy by Becky Chambers (Monk & Robot, #2) (Page 109)

All three sat still, and together, they held vigil as something that had never existed before and never would again ceased its struggling and came to an end.

— A Prayer for the Crown-Shy by Becky Chambers (Monk & Robot, #2) (Page 104)

You keep asking why your work is not enough, and I don't know how to answer that, because it is enough to exist in the world and marvel at it. You don't need to justify that, or earn it. You are allowed to just live.

— A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers (Monk and Robot, #1) (Page 139)

"I didn't choose impermanence," Mosscap said. "The originals did, but I did not. I had to learn my circumstances just as you did."

"Then how," Dex said, "how does the idea of maybe being meaningless sit well with you?"

Mosscap considered. "Because I know that no matter what, I'm wonderful," it said. There was nothing arrogant about the statement ,nothing flippant or brash. It was merely an acknowledgment, a simple truth shared.

— A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers (Monk and Robot, #1) (Page 141)

"They work the farmland in Haydale, and it produces a lot of food. We had a surplus. A surplus has to be shared."

— A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers (Monk and Robot, #1) (Page 108)

"It's pretty here," Dex said. "I wouldn't have imagined I'd say that about a place like this, but—" "Yes, it is," Mosscap said, as if making a decision within itself. "It is. Dying things often are." ... "I think there's something beautiful about being lucky enough to witness a thing on its way out."

— A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers (Monk and Robot, #1) (Page 98)

Mosscap placed its free hand on Dex's shoulder. "I appreciate the intent. I really do. But if you don't want to infringe upon my agency, let me have agency. I want to carry the tank."

— A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers (Monk and Robot, #1) (Page 83)