Fiction Quotes
Fiction Quote of the day
Homo-Americanus is going to go on speaking and writing the way he always has, no matter what dictionary he owns.
It’s getting a little chilly in here! Why don’t we sit by the fireplace and I’ll tell you the story of how I single handedly killed the Medina boys!
We do not claim that the portrait we are making is the whole truth, only that it is a resemblance.
We're living in an age in which everything is allowed, and democracy is being devoured and destroyed by that limitless freedom.
Soon we could barely recognize them. They were taller than we were, and heavier. They were loud beyond belief. I feel like a duck that's hatched goose's eggs.
Life, ” said Marvin dolefully, “loathe it or ignore it, you can’t like it.
As the flesh gets in the way of our ideals, we regulate ourselves unto enslavement and inhumanity.The human spirit then dies and the animal in us returns.
...and still the hands did their trick, like over-eager dogs that want to do their rolling—over trick for you not once or twice but all night.
Hope is something really tough and tenacious you have to give up. It’s an addiction to break.
It's considered good sportsmanship not to pick up lost golf balls while they are still rolling.
The main reception foyer was almost empty but Ford nevertheless weaved his way through it.
Yes, the brutalities of progress are called revolutions. When they are over, this is recognised: that the human race has been harshly treated, but that it has advanced.
They stared into the distance as though they were being absorbed into an alternate space-time reality. Perhaps they were. But probably they already had been.
Zaphod had never heard of this. He believed that he had heard of all the fun things in the Galaxy, so he assumed that the Total Perspective Vortex was not fun.
It is completely raw, the sort of thing I feel free to do with the door shut—it’s the story undressed, standing up in nothing but its socks and undershorts.
This is flight 121 to Los Angeles. If your travel plans today do not include Los Angeles, now would be the perfect time to disembark.
And all dared to brave unknown terrors, to do mighty deeds, to boldly split infinitives that no man had split before--and thus was the Empire forged.
Why should I want to make anything up? Life's bad enough as it is without wanting to invent any more of it.
Would it save you a lot of time if I just gave up and went mad now?
She's qualified all right. She understands robots like a sister—comes from hating human beings so much, I think.
Science is my territory, but science fiction is the landscape of my dreams.
In the empty expanses of space, the wandering traders need men like myself to care for the spiritual side of a life so given over to commerce, and worldly pursuits.
The last time anybody made a list of the top hundred character attributes of New Yorkers, common sense snuck in at number 79.
Where is the world whose people don't prefer a comfortable, warm, and well-worn belief, however illogical, to the chilly winds of uncertainty?
They walked through the rainy dark like gaunt ghosts, and Garraty didn't like to look at them. They were the walking dead.
...Changelessness is decay.""A paradox. There is no decay without a change for the worse.""Changelessness is a change for the worse...
They placed their bets with such self righteous bravado, but I’m the one who lost.
The only moral it is possible to draw from this story is that one should never throw the Q letter into a privet bush, but unfortunately there are times when it is unavoidable.
Nothing travels faster than the speed of light, with the possible exception of bad news, which obeys its own special laws.
By nature, it's impossible to describe enlightenment! How do you plan on sharing your enlightenment? Hahaha, that's impossible. Wake up! That'll be the end of the world if you ever succeed!
She lives on the fumes of whiskey and the iron in the blood of her prey.
The difference between nonfiction and fiction is that fiction must be absolutely believable.
Don't blame you, " said Marvin and counted five hundred and ninety-seven thousand million sheep before falling asleep again a second later.
