All brightness was gone, leaving nothing. We stepped out of the tent onto nothing. Sledge and tent were there, Estraven stood beside me, but neither he nor I cast any shadow. There was dull light...

To try is to invite uncertainty. Where confidence goes, success usually follows.

Arrogance and Conceit are the mother and father of a closed mind.Charles Jennings, “Journey of the Chosen”.

We’re living in science fiction, but we don’t realize it.

I think you have bits of Primord in your hair…And you look …bloody…You look a mess, Halíka…But you are still the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on.

Just like the cosmonauts and their pee plants, all we have is each other.

Feeling lurks in that interval of time between desire and its consummation.

Trust no one,” said Sullivan, “especially Teachers.

Two men who had never seen each other before and would not likely see each other again. But their sincerity and sweetness, their sharing an instant in a fleeting life. It was almost as if...

There was no sign of any life, just erratic hints of a faded sun peeking down with sorrow on the dead world it once nourished.

The dead are not always so dumb as you think, it takes much more to die than you would believe.

Sooner or later it must come out, even if other men rediscover it. And then…Governments and powers will struggle to get hither, they will fight against one another and against these moon people. It will...

I can understand that people want to feel special and important and so on, but that self-obsession seems a bit pathetic somehow. Not being able to accept that you’re just this collection of cells, intelligent...

I like to call her Doctor Fisher.

Don’t just discover . . . Encounter!

It was almost noon when the plane touched down at the Triad airport on the outskirts of Greensboro. There was a hire car waiting for me; I waved my notepad at the dashboard to transmit...

I’ll kill you…” Roma said as his body touched the floor, before losing consciousness.

You can’t show me the Earth from space and fly right past the moon, entice me into this magical machine and invite me to come with you, and then ask me to stay behind!

You have to think if we’ve been visited by extraterrestrial life, it was like a zookeeper walking into the chimp enclosure: He looks around, takes some pictures, then leaves without interacting significantly with the environment....

Blood drummed in her ears and adrenaline coursed through her veins, driving her to move. To act. Her hands trembled against his chest.Time vanished out from beneath her feet, one accelerating second at a time.

No…you can ask for a beautiful, witty, intelligent yet minxy woman in your arms every night, a mansion on a hill—or better yet in the sky—and the best bodyguards to protect you when someone does...

Science fiction, as a genre is fundamentally about ideas. It’s about asking an impossible question, “What if…?” and building a story out of the answer.Romance on the other hand, is fundamentally about relationships. The hypothetical...

Be open to ideas and thoughts you disagree with. It will unleash a debate in your mind and soul.

It’s not dystopia to think history will repeat itself.

The storage capacity of the average human brain is two-hundred and fifty-six exabytes. However, the average adult human only uses approximately one billionth of that storage space effectively. This means my knowledge capacity is approximately...

The essentials,” I answered, “are to learn to shape God with forethought, care, and work; to educate and benefit their community, their families, and themselves; and to contribute to the fulfillment of the Destiny.

Feeling’s mutual.” Julian tosses him a disdainful look.

There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why. Science fiction dreams of the things that never were and asks why not? The answer to which is often “Because it...

The mountebank told them that God was surely trying to kill them, possibly because He was through with them, and that they should have the good manners to die. This, as you can see, they...

Space was a hostile environment that required a sharp and cunning mind over prestige any day. That, and a shit load of weapons.

Humans had spent thousands of years climbing out of caves and building technology so they could reach the moon and live in caves again.

Blood makes lousy detergent.

Saul’s vitals were not human, but familiar:he never told me he was from another world:I never told him I was from his future.

Need to get to Ruislip by sparrow-fart though’, said the squadron leader. ‘Think you can do that? Can I come along for the ride?

I know, i know. You’re afraid of making mistakes. Don’t be. Mistakes can be profited by. Man, when I was younger I shoved my ignorance in people’s faces. They beat me with sticks. By the...

I’m not sure sex qualifies as R and R, but it’s a compromise I can live with.

She loves dogs. And in time, who knows, maybe she would even have ended up loving the type of dogs who eat other small dogs for lunch.– Leslie McNeill

I had been hobbled, perhaps even crippled by a pervasive internet society I had come to depend on and take for granted… hit enter and let Google, that twenty-first century Big Brother, take care of...

What sort of an imaginary voice is that? I asked myself, suppose Columbus had heard an imaginary voice telling him to sail west. And because of it he had discovered the New World and changed...

Lampaxa Vorheridine? My Latin was never very good. What does that Translate to?” “Um, nothing. It wasn’t named by an Earth scientist. According to the database it was named by a Cheblookan aboard a frieghter...

The eternal sea of politics is best left to politicians.

I was never sure what possessed Guy and Teo, 2 alien princelings to land in Paris that day.

Help!” he yelled and he lifted one leg, trying to run. But you can’t outrun the membrane — he was soon gone.

I am a more modern female vampire since I came just when our world was disappearing due to the intromission of this future.-Enyo

The look in his eyes reminded me of myself. We were both alone in a new environment, trapped by our circumstances, and we both needed to grow up much faster than planned. Who knew that...

There’s still much to do; still so much to learn. Mr. La Forge – engage!

They hate you.””Why?””Cause you’re a dick, Mitch.

I can’t go back,” said Towser. “Nor I,” said Fowler. “They would turn me back into a dog,” said Towser. “And me,” said Fowler, “back into a man.

Spirits didn’t notice death. By the rule of impermanence, what was meant to break simply broke, and there was only the next breaking and the next.

Individual science fiction stories may seem as trivial as ever to the blinder critics and philosophers of today, but the core of science fiction — its essence — has become crucial to our salvation, if...