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Justin Cronin

Data de nascimento: 1962

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Justin Cronin é um escritor americano. Ele já escreveu quatro romances: Mary e O'Neil e The Summer Clientes, bem como dois dos três livros de uma trilogia: The Passage e The Twelve . Ele ganhou o Hemingway Foundation / PEN Award, o Stephen Crane Prize, e o Whiting Writer's Award. Nascido e criado na Nova Inglaterra Cronin é um graduado da Universidade de Harvard e Oficina dos Escritores de Iowa. Ele ensinou escrita criativa e foi o "Autor em residência" no La Salle University, na Filadélfia, PA 1992-2003. Ele vive com sua esposa e filhos em Houston, Texas, onde ele é um ex-professor de Inglês na Universidade de Rice. Em julho de 2007, a Variety informou que as empresas Fox compraram os direitos para adaptação em cinema da trilogia A Passagem de Cronin. O primeiro livro da série, A Passagem, foi lançado em junho de 2010 e recebeu muitas críticas favoráveis​​.

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„Physical barricades were nothing compared to the wires of the mind.“

— Justin Cronin
Context: His gaze widened, then taking in the entirety of the camp. All these people: they were trapped. And not merely by the wires that surrounded them. Physical barricades were nothing compared to the wires of the mind. What had truly imprisoned them was one another. Husbands and wives, parents and children, friends and companions: what they believed had given them strength in their lives had actually done the opposite. Guilder recalled the couple who lived across the street from his townhouse, trading off their sleeping daughter on the way to the car. How heavy that burden must have felt in their arms. And when the end swept down upon them all, they would exit the world on a wave of suffering, their agonies magnified a million times over by the loss of her. Would they have to watch her die? Would they perish first, knowing what would become of her in their absence? Which was preferable? But the answer was neither. Love had sealed their doom. Which was what love did. Guilder's father had taught that lesson well enough. Book II: The Familiar, Ch. 18

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