Because there is no map for where we are going...
Astronaut Kjell Lindgren, for giving me a guided tour of NASA, for sharing his patriotism and enthusiasm with me, and for taking the cover of my first novel up in outer space. I want to be him when I...
All I could do was stand there and wait for it to dissipate. You’re evil, you know that? I said. She grinned and shook her head. Chaotic Neutral, sugar. I
Ali, sob as luzes fluorescentes de meu pequeno apartamento de um cômodo, não havia modo de escapar da verdade. Na vida real, eu não passava de um ermitão antissocial. Um recluso. Um geek pálido obceca...
Joder, tía, sabes un montón.+Gracias. Ser obsesiva y compulsiva ayuda. Sin vida propia.
Óránkon át dumáltunk. Hosszú és csapongó beszélgetéseket folytattunk mindenféléről. Teljesen elkábított, amikor időt tölthettem vele. Mintha drog lett volna, amiből sosem elég. Úgy éreztem, tökéletes...
É preciso deixar um pouco mais difícil essa conquista, para que a vitória fácil demais não desmereça o preço.
With humanity? If this was how we treated each other, how much kindness could we possibly show to some race of bug-eyed beings from beyond?
Virtual sex, no matter how realistic, was really nothing but glorified, computer-assisted masturbation. At the end of the day, I was still a virgin, all alone in a dark room, humping a lubed-up robot....
Recommended gunter reading list. Douglas Adams. Kurt Vonnegut. Neal Stephenson. Richard K. Morgan. Stephen King. Orson Scott Card. Terry Pratchett. Terry Brooks. Bester, Bradbury, Haldeman, Heinlein,...
Life was simple: It’s just you against the machine. Move with your left hand, shoot with your right, and try to stay alive as long as possible.
His obsessive adherence to routine and preoccupation with a few obscure areas of interest led many psychologists to conclude that Halliday had suffered from Asperger’s syndrome, or from some other for...
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As terrifying and painful as reality can be, it’s also the only place where you can find true happiness. Because reality is real.
As had the graffiti spray-painted in red on one of the corridor walls: THE CAKE IS A LIE.
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You had to be careful whenever you entered a new zone or sector. You had to be prepared. But like I said, I didn’t have that problem. I was stuck at school.
You could shove it up your ass and pretend you’re a corn dog. COURTESY VIOLATION—RESPONSE MUTED—VIOLATION LOGGED.
Y, sin poder evitarlo, me eché a reír. Era una risa absurda, sin sentido, y sabía que ella se daba cuenta, porque al momento vi que relajaba un poco los hombros y soltaba un suspiro de alivio. Y enton...
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