The world of a cat is unlike any other. What is seen through their eyes cannot be understood by anyone besides another cat. Their world is filled with secrets and adventures that are always present...

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

Approaching the trail, he broke through the thicket a short distance ahead of the Empath. Causing the Empaths horse to startle as the surprised rider jerked on the reins. Cap was equally surprised to find...

Life seemed ideal to him right then, and he was happy for the first time in a long time, and it felt like the sun was shining from his heart.” – from the novel Brainjob...

A glacial chill rushes through Gage. He whips around just in time to see arms clutch Summer around the middle and drag her into the dark. Panic seizes him, and he takes off after her,...

To read is to live inside a new world…

May the scribes record it.

What use was time to those who’d soon achieve Digital Immortality?

Apropierea unui lucru dorit înclină la prea multă îngăduință.

Gage is waiting on the makeshift bed when she enters the room she’s been sleeping in. The small lantern in the corner barely lights his features. His shoulders are hunched, his hands clasped together before...

God’s M.O., he reflected, is to transmute evil into good. If He is active here, He is doing that now, although our eyes can’t perceive it; the process lies hidden beneath the surface of reality,...

We have time. Fear tangled into her clothes, cinched the shirt, spiraled into the veins.

What did I say about looking on the bright side, Stephanie?

He glared at Lucian in the manner of birds, first peering through one eye and then turning his head to peer through the other, apparently finding both views equally loathsome.

I see you have returned, my love; and your mood is as dark as ever. Did your soldiers not adore you to your complete satisfaction?

I didn’t want to be the woman who gave herself over willingly to the first man to notice her. I didn’t want to be the stupid girl in every novel who loved without question and...

The Forsaken.

Archie wasn’t waiting for her at the attic. She didn’t consider that. He wasprobably giving her time to set and collect a trap, about a week or so as she guessed, a testing period. He...

May it be written. May it be done.

Being alone does not make you crazy, it reminds you of who you are.

Dacă te bizui numai pe ochi, celelalte simțuri îți slăbesc.

As he plods behind Cameron and Summer, he can’t help but stare at Summer’s exposed, glistening skin. His thoughts aren’t depraved or even mildly in the splasher. In fact, he focuses on the marks of...

Promises are priceless, and a kiss is a kind of promise, too.

The noise increased and came from all directions. There was no amount of reason to negotiate the void between sound and movement.

I don’t understand humans.” Caradoc shook his head. “It takes their brightest minds decades to plan an unmanned voyage to the nearest planet, which can take a year to travel each way. Yet they expect...

Science Fiction: Any scientific acclaim that omits God.

Verily, a man without fear is either dead or happy to die.

Brother, when you’ve been here as long as I have, you’ll come to discover there are only one or two essential things worth living for. Unique to you and you alone. My honor is one...

It’s Halloween, you can tell everyone you’re going as your favorite Steampunck character.””I don’t even know what that is!””Because your generation has no taste in speculative science fiction.

Shut up, ya wanker.”They start in on each other again. They yell as if they both have megaphones to their mouths, standing inches apart. Each vulgar insult is more illogical than the last.

My tears had unexpectedly become real.

There were two people…things at the cave entrance,’ I whispered, shuffling as close to him as possible, my eyes trained on where the strangers had stood only seconds ago. At my words, Patrick seemed to...

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.

Frica este ucigașul minții.

It was strange to us that none of these three victims made any attempt to resist the attack. Indeed, not one inhabitant in any of these worlds considered for a moment the possibility of resistance....

Prediction is the business of prophets, clairvoyants, and futurologists. It is not the business of novelists. A novelist’s business is lying. The weather bureau will tell you what next Tuesday will be like, and the...

We never care for anyone for their own sake. We train them for the system. No one matters for their own sake. No one acts for their own sake. The system will always be bigger...

It’s very difficult for a black man to get out of South-Central Los Angeles, and get out civilized….The only men I know who have escaped, all began reading Robert Heinlein at age ten.

There were differences between memories and dreams. He had only dreams of things he had wanted to do, while Lespere had memories of things done and accomplished. And this knowledge began to pull Hollis apart,...

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

I’m going home.” – Celeste”To never return?” – Uway”Yes, show me the way to never return.” – CelesteALL LIGHT WILL FALL

I’m not bipolar, I’ve just had a bipolar life foisted upon me.

He smiles at her before ever opening his eyes. The innocence in his face ensnares. Wraps her heart in a cocoon.They did this to him. The Society. Constructed that smile with malicious expectations. Now she...

We’re more alike than you realize.

Do I look that bad?’ I said, my voice quavering with the rejection that I was ashamed for even caring about. ‘Is that what this is all about? How ugly I look?’Patrick kept his eyes...

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

A pulse. Beat-beating against her palm. Alive. Beat by beat the bottomless whirlwind of perceptions and data and images and sensations careening through her mind—so many how can this tiny skull hold them all—began to...

Prestidigitation? You’ve got to be joking. No one says that.

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

What is damage but forcing yourself, memories of yourself, onto someone else? Coloring someone else’s body. In reality, it’s sort of romantic. It’s why we love to hurt each other.