The sea in all its vastness is its own, real world. Man is nature’s sci-fi.

Never give up – never surrender!

The main reception foyer was almost empty but Ford nevertheless weaved his way through it.

Lifting my hands from the keyboard, I fold them in my lap and tilt back my desk chair. I think, I could do it. I could turn back time.

The thinnest thing in the world is the border between good and evil… my next The Opposite Of Magic.

I don’t speak, I operate a machine called language. It creaks and groans, but is mine own.

I need a shielded containment box, radiation gloves and a micro welding torch. And a crescent wrench.

Anyone can get their hands on a fortune but to become successful one must work intelligent and hard.”- EMW

Twango’s hospitality, though largely symbolic, does him credit.

I created the OASIS because I never felt at home in the real world. I didn’t know how to connect with the people there. I was afraid, for all of my life, right up until...

We each have our lives… What matters is not how long those lives last, but what we do with them.

You’ll find a way. You’ll always find a way. And on the rare occasions when you can’t, you’ll have friends who will.

RIDE A WHITE SWAN””Ride it on out like a bird in the skyway,Ride it on out like you were a bird,Fly it all out like an eagle in a sunbeam,Ride it all out like you...

That’s real.

The moment stretches out to an eternity in her green eyes, and I can picture being together with this girl until the end of time; our hands entwined as we pass across the veil of...

The Snow White the midnight the moon tales of the mechanics

Usually a quarrel between Cale and Sonya would amuse Sebastian, but today it barely registered. His constant attention was on Anya. She was laughing and enjoying herself with another male, and that bothered him more...

The unfortunate 8075 hadn’t survived his assault, splintering apart, fragments of its casing skittering across the bench. The battery within had split along its plane, revealing something as out-of-place as a missile in a bathtub.

Since we are not yet fully comfortable with the idea that people from the next village are as human as ourselves, it is presumptuous in the extreme to suppose we could ever look at sociable,...

We cannot tell that we are constantly splitting into duplicate selves because our consciousness rides smoothly along only one path in the endlessly forking chains

normal is an opinion from a man just like the rest of us, to function just like society is an idea, that to limit and bound reality to make life convenient was fascinating to one...

Do you ever wonder if–well, if there are people living on the third planet?”The third planet is incapable of supporting life,’ stated the husband patiently. ‘Our scientists have said there’s far too much oxygen in...

Sometimes people say that we’re living in the future, and time’s up for science fiction, but I think that never will be, because science fiction really isn’t about the future. It’s about change and present-day...

He was pale as only one state on Bhast dictated—not lacking color necessarily or vitality, certainly. Fey white was more comparable to a pearl; the color subtle and the luster soft, but still vibrant. In...

I suppose it’s impossible to say that they will not invent anything else, because they might,” said Zubria. “And, of course, if one thought of something that they might invent, one would have thought of...

We came back [from Mars],” Pris said, “because nobody should have to live there. It wasn’t conceived for habitation, at least not within the last billion years. It’s so old. You feel it in the...

The king was pregnant.

A place without meaning is no place to be.

In my experience endings are false positives. Perhaps like a phoenix, out of the ashes of destruction we could be reborn.”-Cassandra Rainbow in PHOENIX-

Clara Oswald: This is just a dream, but very clever people can hear dreams. So please, just listen. I know you’re afraid, but being afraid is all right, because didn’t anybody ever tell you fear...

I understand now that you cannot fight for a noble cause with heinous actions.

You know what it is like to wake up in the middle of a bunch of corpses with a little girl in your arms scared to death?-Enyo

I didn’t wait for Luck. I raced after it with a truck.

What was I before the war? It’s hard to remember that far back. But I think maybe I was human.

Which came first, the mind or the idea of the mind? Have you never wondered? They arrived together. The mind is an idea.

To enslave an individual troubles your consciences, Archivist, but to enslave a clone is no more troubling than owning the latest six-wheeler ford, ethically. Because you cannot discern our differences, you assume we have none....

Metaphysically, his bowl filled and emptied at the same time. Violent and maniacal to push himself so far, he’d both created and destroyed his body’s energy. In other words he had complete power, self-sustaining, self-sacrificing...

why Human should not look at the past?

A human lifeIs the time that happenswhileThe Earth takes a breakFor you to livebetweenInhaling and exhaling your soulfrom the un-endless spaceNamed infinity

In the ghetto of Genre, anything goes, man. When you live in the gutter it doesn’t matter if you’re filthy. In theory anyway.

Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.

The sound came again. There was a whistle to it, and a moan. It was almost a hiss, and it could’ve been a strangled gasp. Above all, it was quiet, and it seemed to have...

If I do the same with a word in Language, and play it to an Ariekes, I understand it, but to them it means nothing, because it’s only sound, and that’s not where the meaning...

The Dream Box wasn’t a place, but it was a destination. It wasn’t life, but it was a way of life. Reese wasn’t awake in the Meat Space the way he was in Cyber, where...

It’s important to have a buddy like that. Somebody who’ll stop you from doing that really stupid thing you were gonna do just because you couldn’t think of anything better. — unidentified soldier, eulogizing his...

She gazed at the bay of wrecked shuttles in dismay. The last of her adrenaline seeped away at the sight of the widespread destruction.It occurred to her then, for perhaps the first time in this...

Butcher, al secolo Giacinto Verbato, prima del Dominio faceva il macellaio a New Milan. Buffo il fatto che come soprannome avesse scelto l’anglicizzazione del proprio mestiere, chiunque si sarebbe sentito a disagio a chiamarsi come...

Humans have been doin’ awful things to each other throughout history. Humanity’s not as great as you make it out to be. I do what needs to be done, and that’s that. We’re about to...

Reality is a crutch for people who can’t handle science fiction.

One of the things I’ve always liked about science fiction is the way it makes you think about things, and look at things from angles you’d never have thought about before.