Sci Fi Quotes
I don’t know why I told you all those things, but I did. Maybe it was because I’m a drunk, and sometimes drunks like to confess.
If I could create something that is even minutely close to a small percentile of a genius as Cloud Atlas, I shall deem my life worthy!
He’s a lovely guy, but there’s no spark between us whatsoever. It just goes to show, that even with all their fancy assessment tools, the government can’t legislate for chemistry.
My heart thrashes in time with my feet pounding across the cold, hard ground. I can’t run any faster, longer, and yet I must. My life and my family’s survival depends on it.
This much I know already: When Tommy and the Big Brains, in whispered, wry asides, talk about Project 88715, they call it something else. They call it the "Adam Project.
The day is crisp and clear, almost like every other morning he's taken the same walk in the snow, hiking to the forest and back.
We have a hostage to pay ransom for in the morning so we can use him as ransom when we meet other kidnappers in the afternoon.
Maxim 10: Sometimes the only way out is through... through the hull.-The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries
All of it—for this. Leading us to a door we can't open, a password we don't have.
Angelo, " he said, and felt the bed rock as Angelo shuddered, caught halfway between REM atonia - the inhibition of movement caused by the shutdown of monoamines in the brain - and waking.
If it looks like a duck, walks like a duck, quacks like a duck, you're probably in the wrong bathroom.
Could we possible manage the next phase of human history without first dealing with this penchant for dehumanizing the adversary?
HARV, can you help at all here?” I asked, spinning downward.“I am writing your obituary. Well, not so much writing it as updating it, ” HARV told me.If I lived, I was going to kill HARV.
Thing is, I am not a big fan of hovers. I firmly believe that if man was meant to fly we’d have feathers, rubber bones, or better insurance coverage.
So, what you’re basically telling me is death is boring but no worse than hanging out with family.
Hayt felt suddenly that he existed in a dream controlled by some other mind, and that he might momentarily forget this to become lost in the convolutions of that mind.
She gritted her teeth. "You can't just... get into my bed like this." A ghost of a smile played across his face. "I already have, " he murmured.
Are you sure you have enough sweetener in that? I could offer to conscript the rest of the cubes from the galley for you.
Verily, there is no dishonor in death at the hands of a far superior enemy.
And, to be true, an enemy's lair is an enemy's lair, no matter how comfortable or fancy it might appear.
Beyond the haze, the globe was decorated with a mosaic of sapphire, emerald and amber. The planet glittered like a jewel in the moonlight.
You tell anyone I cried, I'll find a dead fish, put it in a sock, hide it in your room, and let it putrefy.""Fair enough.
I guess I could drive myself crazy trying to figure out why he left me but I can’t, all I can do is move on, Parisa replied, the words came out smoother and easier than she expected.
The evolution of mind requires a diet of knowledge.
Your mom said to say I could have just one peanut butter square but not til after they cool down.
Ralph Waldo Pickle Chips! I don’t know him.
Women! Whether human or divine, what man can ever truly understand them?
No, love, in real life you can get all the way to death and never have finished one single story.
You...are...a...fridge...with wings, ' Fang ground out, punching an Eraser hard with every word. 'We're...freaking...ballet...dancers.
I don't want to die without telling you that I love you, " Everett's voice was a faint, wavering whisper, and his lips swollen and bloodied. "I always have.
What song would lull a snake into submission? "John Mayer?""Over my dead body.""Could be, Tim, could be.
Just my luck: My bloodthirsty killing machine was better with both kids and women than I was.
Three lights should be fine." - Zachary"Aye, well if it wis me, I'd want a bloody lighthoose beacon comin' oot o' my arse." - True MacDonald