Quotes I Like

Don't become too much of an individual, Syril.

It was all there, just the other side of a fifteen-minute splice job and a cervical socket. Why endure the cramped and smelly confines of real-life space travel to go visit pond scum on Europa?

We crept through Rorschach's belly in fits and starts, focusing as best we could on the tasks at hand, trying to ignore the ghosts that tickled our midbrains. Sometimes the walls flexed subtly around us. Sometimes we only thought they did. Sometimes we took refuge in our diving bell while waves of charge and magnetism spiraled languidly past, like boluses of ectoplasm coursing down the intestine of some poltergeist god.

But red Mars was gone, and gone for good. Soletta or not, ice age or not, the biosphere would grow and spread until it covered everything, with an ocean in the north, and lakes in the south, and streams, forests, prairies, cities and roads, oh she saw it all; white clouds raining mud on the ancient highlands while the uncaring masses built their cities as fast as they could, the long run-out of civilization burying her world.

She went around that afternoon feeling happy, and that evening when she joined Art she said, "Hey! I did some work today."
"Well!" Art said. "Let's go out and celebrate."

Then over the black open water of the strait — the biggest stretch of open water he had ever seen on Mars. For twenty kilometers he floated over the open water, exclaiming out loud at the sight. Then ahead an immense airy bridge arced over the strait. The black-violet plate of water below it was dotted with sailboats, ferries, long barges, all trailing the white Vs of their wakes. Nirgal floated over them, circling the bridge twice to marvel at the sight — like nothing he had ever seen on Mars before: water, the sea, a whole future world.

That was how humans knew each other. Tiny fractions of their lives intersected or were known in any way to anybody else. It was much like living alone in the universe. Which was strange. A justification for living with friends, for marrying, for sharing rooms and lives as much as possible. Not that this made people truly intimate; but it reduced the sensation of solitude.

If you're not destroying your mind and body via paid work, you're not living right.

You can't plant if you haven't botany.

I will not calm down! This is insane! What do you think is gonna happen? That I'm gonna go enslave my friends for a bunch of aliens I've never met? This is my life! These are my people!

Hiro climbs down from the roof of the turret and, throwing caution to the wind, drinks three glasses of L.A. tap water.

Fussing with these things was one of those deals where the longer it took, the longer it took.

Challenging that which we do not understand yields unexpected insight.

But if we hurry, we will learn things no one has ever told the Carryx. The key to unmaking the deathless would justify our moiety. Our children and their children and theirs for generations. We are insignificant, the war is all that matters! Plus which, it is interesting and I am bored!

"Have you said the things?" Vaudai asked. "Has the grief passed?"

And on the 7th day God took his ass to Red Lobster.

But I've recently come to realize I've been neglecting one key component of every crucial life event. Feelings.

Log off. That cookie shit makes me nervous.

All this from a slice of gabagool?

In my thoughts I use the technique of positive visualization.

I don't know Tony. It's like just the fuckin' regularness of life is too fuckin' hard for me or something.