You must learn to control your dreams or your dreams will forever control you.

The sky is the limit only for those who aren’t afraid to fly!

Your past is my Future.

He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as...

I was on the floor. “Um, a little help?” Christopher put his hand down. Martini cleared his throat and Christopher’s hand retracted. “I can handle it, thanks.” “There’s nothing amorous about pulling someone off the...

Maxim 8: Mockery and derision have their place. Usually, it’s on the far side of the airlock.-The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries

I’ve never liked urban myths. I’ve never liked pretending to believe in them; never understood why everyone else doesn’t see straight through them. Why is it they’ve always happened to a friend of a friend...

Did he seem crazy?”Captain Geechy seemed perplexed. “No. He was quite calm and businesslike, actually. Why do you ask?””I ask because his plan to get rich involves hijacking a starship full of dead people,” she...

Twoa said, obviously still in my brain. “It was my pheromones,” she said defensively. I looked up at her; she was sniffing herself. She looked down at me. “Okay, maybe it wasn’t ALL the pheromones,”...

I put tape on the mirrors in my house so I don’t accidentally walk through into another dimension.

Oh, I wonder if there’s another way.

Moses threw the spent cigarette butt to the ground. It bounced once then lay still. A lazy wisp of smoke drifted towards the reaching shadows. He pushed himself to his feet and brushed flakes of...

In the afternoon, they stopped to eat on a rocky outcrop. Perry brushed a kiss on her cheek while she was chewing, and she learned that it was the loveliest thing to be kissed for...

No good deed goes unpunished – Oscar Wilde

In many ways sci-fi is a natural progression from the magical worlds we inhabited as children. Speculative fiction opens up parallel universes to which we can escape and exercise our love for all things beyond...

I have finally reverted the publishing rights for my Cocoon Trilogy back to me and, for the first time, e-published the final book – Butterfly: Tomorrow’s Children. Cocoon, the movie and the book, was only...

I don’t know if you’ve ever been covered head to toe in prickle bush, but let me tell you, it’s not a pleasant experience, as I’m sure you can imagine.

I smile broadly, feeling as warm and full as the sun.

Can the child who is Dell; be the outer emoodiment of man’s quest to save himself? To cure himself?…Or, to “be” himself?

It be more a feeling. Something swirls out in the beyond, something unnatural. It’s the reason so few venture to these worlds. The black spaces are a part of it, pieces unraveling pulling apart. We’ve...

I go off-line for a few nanos and the whole world goes to DOS.

Kenali sejarah dan leluhurmu, maka kamu akan tahu jati dirimu sebenarnya.

How does one hate a country, or love one? Tibe talks about it; I lack the trick of it. I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rocks, I know how the...

You crave winning and fear losing instead of just doing. To succeed you must remove your self-imposed limitations.

You could’ve at least let me know you weren’t dead by the way. I was actually kind of sad about that.” “That’s a pretty incredible sentiment, coming from you.

We insist that this stuff we call science fiction is not SCI-FI. For some in the ghetto of Genre this is axiomatic, a secret truth known only to the genre kids, that there is proper...

The princess turns to him, serious. ‘You are the one my great-grandfather spoke of: a denizen of Earth wearing a dirty apron who falls down a shaft and lands in sticky goo to lead the...

Since truth is often stranger than fiction, fiction needs to be pretty weird.

It made Craze smile, despite wishing most of his body parts would find new homes and leave him in peace.

If I die, I want to die for something I believe in and take my word for it, there isn’t much out there. But you, Rachel, you’re worth dying for.” – Tristan Jacobs

We don’t have five minutes.

Good to see you too, Otto.” -Sydney Rose

Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.

People should decide on the books’ meanings for themselves. They’ll find a story that attacks such things as cruelty, oppression, intolerance, unkindness, narrow-mindedness, and celebrates love, kindness, open-mindedness, tolerance, curiosity, human intelligence.

He was six years old this time, and ancient.

But the Butlerians turn fear into violence and panic into a weapon. By creating imaginary problems and raising the specter of nonexistent enemies, they transform common people into a wild herd that destroys everything they...

Civilized man longs for the illusion of barbarism. Either his culture fulfills this need by adopting its outer trappings, or he will be seduced by his first contact with a culture that does.

A história de todas as grandes civilizações galácticas tende a passar por três fases distintas e identificáveis: a da Sobrevivência, a da Interrogação e a da Sofisticação, também conhecidas pelas fases Como, Porquê e Onde....

We lifted up and then bobbed.”Back! Pull it back!” (Christopher)”It’s hard.” (Kitty)”The ground is harder!” (Christopher)

Welcome to your new bodies, gentlemen. If you’d like, I can help you start your owm ‘dysmorphia is all in your head’ support group.-Doctor Bunnigus

It was unhealthy to get too attached. Such things were best reserved for people who had a life expectancy

The cybernetic operation?””No, the sex change.”The doctor’s smile faltered.”I’m joking.

No, that’s easy, too. I just choose not to practice it.

If the other person says “Fuck Off,” well, then, deal. Move on.

You’d be surprised what I can do with a butter knife.

Growth of consciousness does not depend on the might of the intellect but on the conviction of the heart.

His hand snapped shut over the device and then he crossed his arms. Aria stared in horror. Her Smarteye was buried in a Neanderthal’s armpit.

He turned to Matt and gave a huge smile, one hand on her withers. James reached out and pulled Matt to him, and they stood there in a little circle. It felt disconcertingly like… a...

I could not help feeling that they were evil things– mountains of madness whose farther slopes looked out over some accursed ultimate abyss. That seething , half-luminous cloud-background held ineffable suggestions of a vague, ethereal...

Fleshers used to spin fantasies about aliens arriving to ‘conquer’ Earth, to steal their ‘precious’ physical resources, to wipe them out for fear of ‘competition’…as if a species capable of making the journey wouldn’t have...