It’d be a better world if there was always at least one right answer instead of a basket of fucked.
I want this war over with, and a real peace established. The kind where people can be angry with each other and hate each other and no one has to die over it. That’d be enough.
I know it's none of my business, but I really wouldn't let her put you off. So you don't understand sex and love and women. Just means you were born with a cock. And this girl? Naomi? She seems like s...
I don’t know, he said. But I’ve known Timmy since forever, yeah? He doesn’t do anything unless there’s a reason. Well, Burton replied, pulling the word out to two syllables. If it’s since forever, I g...
I can’t fight pirates without coffee.
Holden considered ordering her to button up her helmet, then shrugged. She was old enough to decide for herself the relative risks and rewards of eating during a battle.
Downtime’s easier to enjoy when I know it’ll end.
Cap, Amos said with a grin. Anything that kills me has already killed everyone else. I was born to be the last man standing. You can count on it. The
Brother. If I call you sister, you call me brother, see, because –
Baltimore was Earth writ small, crowded and bored. Its citizens were caught between the dismal life of basic and the barriers of class, race, and opportunity, vicious competition and limited resources...
The bank of lockers was down, the airlock door up. Human brains needed an answer, even if they had to make up something they knew was bullshit.
Said something obscene.
Ja minä nousivat kuolleista ja halventaa kohtalo pakottaa minut ja siskoni…
If you hear hoofbeats in the distance, your first guess is that they’re horses, not zebras. And you’re hearing hoofbeats and jumping straight to unicorns.
There aren’t any new starts, Bobbie said. All the new ones pack the old ones along with them. If we ever really started fresh, it’d mean not having a history anymore. I don’t know how to do that.
Then why do they act like they hate us? David’s father said with something like triumph. Because that’s what fear looks like when it needs someplace to go.
That man’s asshole must be tight enough right now to bend space.
Strength by itself is just bullying, capitulation by itself is an invitation to get fucked; only mixed strategies survive. Everything is personal, but they know that too. They can smell pandering like...
Stars are better off without us, he said, but too softly for anyone but Julie to hear.
Situations change and clinging too tightly to what came before kills you.