Simon shook his head. 'I don't want to be a hero. I'd rather abandon the technology altogether, sit on a hill and speak to my neighbours by smoke-signal.

I'm psychologically equipped for this.

...while the stony bones of the world tore past and the air grew dark and howling. The last thing he saw as the gulley became a torrent of dust and rock was the Jeep, plucked backwards into space.

Fear is quite the anaesthetic

His desire for this to be a joke was quickly replaced by a desire for whiskey.

Max?' he asked.'Yeah?''...What are you doing?''Shooting people.

Odessa sighed. 'When I said you were one of the smartest people in the company, I was referring solely to your technical abilities. Now get to work.

But the things in the batteries couldn't be spiders. It just wasn't possible. There had to be another explanation. But of what kind?

...a fissure appeared. Splinters of plastic broke away around it, and the fissure widened, radiating further fractures.When the first leg broke out, Simon tried to shriek.

Who gave you a gun?''The army.''Why?''That's what the army does, Simon.

The military operation swiftly became one of disaster management and damage control, search and rescue.

There are wolves within, and there are sheep without.

Corporate governments are as corrupt as their law enforcement departments.

The elegance of honesty needs no adornment.

No, none of us seem so very real. We're only supporting characters in the lives of each other. Any real truth, any precious fact will always be lost in a mountain of shattered make-believe.

Would you mind getting off that fly paper and giving the flies a chance?" "Ahhh, you can't trick me! Flies don't read papers!

What blame did Jesus have when He took the full blame for your sin?

So the president set out the policy guidance and said it had to take place in a multilateral fashion so that other countries in the region could be invested in the success of this process.

I travelled to California when I was 18 and went to Los Angeles State College.

I'm attacking the basket more. Because I'm more comfortable on the line, that's an area I want to get to.

Wouldn't it be wonderful if our mind growled like our stomach does when it is hungry?