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Nothing attunes you to the beauty of the quotidian like a man who decides not to kill you after all
Not a clue – and, no, I don’t touch drugs. The world’s unstable enough without scrambling your brain for kicks.
The empowered may serve justice, remodel the Earth, transform lush nations into smoking battlefields, and bring down skyscrapers, but power itself is amoral.
On bad days you wonder, ‘Why not just back off from the war and lead a quiet metalife?
Prayer may be a placebo for the disease of helplessness, but placebos can make you feel better.
Nonfiction that smells like fiction is neither.
Power and moneyLike Pooh Bear and honeyStick fast.
Books’ll be back, ” Esther-in-Unalaq predicts. “Wait till the power grids start failing in the 2030s and the datavats get erased. It’s not far away. The future looks a lot like the past.
Think larger. Redraw what is possible.
And grade every simile and metaphor from one star to five, and remove any threes or below. It hurts when you operate, but afterwards you feel much better.
You only value something if you know it’ll end.
The Future, ” says Ian, in a film-trailer voice. “Coming soon, to a Present near you.
Only one-tenth of what you write will make it into your manuscript, but when you knock on that tenth” – I rap my knuckles on the table – “you’ll hear oaken solidity, not sawdust and glue.
Hobbies are for pleasure, but rituals keep you going.
A book can’t be a half-fantasy any more than a woman can be half pregnant
At certain rare moments, a library is a kind of mind.
...if you bare your arse to a vengeful unicorn, the number of possible outcomes dwindles to one.
Here’s the truth: Who is spared love is spared grief.
Holly rubs her temples. “Are we talking ... vampires?”Arkady groans. “On, the V-word! Here it comes again.
Human cruelty can be infinite. Human generosity can be boundless.
Life’s more science-fictiony by the day.
Such narrative arcs make good movies but shitty existences.
Only I don't close my eyes these days, because it hurts too much when I open them.