I felt sure that [Oyarsa] was what we call “good,” but I wasn’t sure whether I liked “goodness” so much as I had supposed.

A whore is a whore is a whore.Except when he’s something else completely.From the writings of King Helios Dayspring, High Priest of the Temple of the Sun

I’d likte to welcome you to the land of free, where healthy, wealthy, happy people contribute to the civilization under the protection of the rules of capitalism, laws of science and rights of universal suffrage.

The day I die, I’ll be too busy thinking to notice” he waved his hand as he left the ship. – Nelson Moon, shipwright and designer of the Altered Moon. Current location: Cantankerous Base, Planet...

The most amazing mechanism in the known universe is the human brain; it takes in information all the time then uses it, all of which is happening, of course, without human knowledge. Typical…

Time isn’t an orderly stream. Time isn’t a placid lake recording each of our ripples. Time is viscous. Time is a massive flow. It is a self-healing substance, which is to say, almost everything will...

Imagine a perfect world

And Elvex said, “I was the man.” – In “Robot dreams” (Short story)

Nothing is harder on the nerves than hope.

Slipstream – sorry, infernokrusher – takes a cut-throat razor to the hackneyed clichés of both strange and mundane genres. It cannibalises them, retrofits them, treats them the way Godzilla treats Tokyo, the Burroughs treats Interzone....

The longest and most destructive party ever held is now into its fourth generation and still no one shows any signs of leaving. Somebody did once look at his watch, but that was eleven years...

The revolution lasted six minutes and covered one hundred an twelve meters.

You brothers-such a nest of rivalries. I warned him to make you sisters, that it would make things more civilized. He thought I was joking, I wasn’t.” – Malcador

What is more precious: a thousand answers derived from one question? Or, one answer…from a thousand questions?

If that’s what it takes.

We don’t get to choose what happens to us—but we always get to choose how we react to it.

Once it gets off the ground into space, all science fiction is fantasy.

So is this being in love? I stay with the moment, waiting to find out, the space between us fluctuating with uncertainty. The only thing I am sure of is that each time his lips...

Indeed. I have often thought that when a man selects one word over another he often reveals far more of himself than he intended.

Money is a tool we use to reach certain ends. Nothing more, nothing less. It’s hard to come by, though, so when opportunities arise, we need to make the most of them.

It was the storm that would forever change the course of human destiny.

Her gaze travels back to the lie twisted in a tempest of mud and blood. She witnesses the culmination of her recklessness through a curved lens. Absorbed in life uncoiling, unaware of the world beyond...

I don’t think humanity just replays history, but we are the same people our ancestors were, and our descendants are going to face a lot of the same situations we do. It’s instructive to imagine...

Reality is but several levels of consciousness that can be accepted or dismissed depending on what one perceives.

An optimist and a gentleman, I like that in my men.

Her vision came into focus and again this time the trees crackled and mocked her. You’re going to die you silly bitch, they seemed to chant. They waved their branches, howling, as the wind whistled...

No book, however good, can survive a hostile reading.

Don’t pick up hitchhikers!”- D. Adams

Imagine you are Siri Keeton:You wake in an agony of resurrection, gasping after a record-shattering bout of sleep apnea spanning one hundred forty days. You can feel your blood, syrupy with dobutamine and leuenkephalin, forcing...

hand. I was charged with organizing the messages: descriptions of the creatures, descriptions of their space vessels, descriptions of their conveyances, of their weapons, of their movements. Positions of our soldiers, of our allies’ soldiers....

Meanwhile here I am- Earthborn woman, a mere barbaric maula, geting deeper into Imperial Space with each passing light second. I should be trembling with fear, I suppouse. No. Let the Emperor tremble. Laylah is...

We will be one step down from the Creator,” she said, her olive-hued face tightening into an expression that she considered dramatic. “Imagining a world and then making it.

Pride was the belt you used to hold your pants up when you had no pants.

To be an atheist is to maintain God. His existence or his non-existence, it amounts to much the same, on the plane of proof.

The First Mobile, if one is sent, must be warned that unless he is very self-assured, or senile, his pride will suffer. A man wants his virility regarded, a woman wants her femininity appreciated, however...

Your thoughts are transparent.

So when he touched me, it was deeper and slower than the wildfire, like the flow of molten rock far beneath the surface of the earth. Too deep to feel the heat of it, but...

Well, no. I thought you were a criminal.

(…)Through the ship’s telescopes, he had watched the death of the solar system. With his own eyes, he had seen the volcanoes of Mars erupt for the first time in a billion years; Venus briefly...

The rulers were using ancient knowledge to manipulate the amygdaloidal primal fear. They ruled through fear, preternatural fear created through soft, invisible waves designed to alternate the brain’s almond. They kept the people spellbound

Science fiction is a field of writing where, month after month, every printed word implies to hundreds of thousands of people: ‘There is change. Look, today’s fantastic story is tomorrow’s fact.

If you love someone, if someone loved you, if they taught you to write and made it so you could speak, how can you do nothing at all? You might as well take their words...

The only wand you’ll ever need is a better-feeling thought.

A mother is an individual who’d go to any length for someone else, beyond rationality, beyond her physical body, her social bindings of state, country, her kind. That’s the most horrifying individual you’ll ever meet.

Good science fiction starts with a question “what if…?

By the usual reckoning, the worst books make the best films.

The truth is out there.

I’ve come to accept the voices in my head… I just wish they didn’t spit when they talk.

Time is the worst place, so to speak, to get lost in, as Arthur Dent could testify, having been lost in both time and space a good deal. At least being lost in space kept...

We’re getting out of this damned Zharfar,” he said as he stormed out.