What have we got? Ashford said. Short form.It's fucking weird, sir, Chan said.
What happened? she asked.The landing pad blew up.Oh, she said. And then, do they do that?No. No, they really don't.
Knowing that all you can give isn’t enough is its own burden.
Kings were always the last to feel the famine.
What are you thinking, Amos? Nothing real subtle. Figure we hop outside, kill a few assholes that need killing, patch stuff up when we’re done with the first part. Naomi
But we don’t run on facts. We run on stories about things. About people.
What about you? Scarlet asked. You have to enjoy the fear, too. Just a little?Not the fear, Han said. I just like being a little smarter than the next guy.That’s all it is?That, and I really hate payi...
We’ve survived it. It’s a known quantity. I have a binder with nine hundred pages of analysis and contingency plans for conflict with Mars, including fourteen different scenarios about what we do if t...
His name put in with the great traitors, con men, and self-aggrandizing egomaniacs of history.
His parents had raised him to believe that sex was something you did in private not because it was embarrassing, but because it was intimate.
I’m not asking you to sleep with him. Good, because I don’t use sex as a weapon, Bobbie said. I use weapons as weapons.
Computers, it seemed, could be programmed to do almost anything but sense when someone was up to no good.
We were full of righteous anger and dreams of vengeance when we got here, and a couple of blowjobs and hangovers later it's like nothing ever happened
How many times can you get yourself massively irradiated before it catches up with you? At least once more?
If you leave it again without a direct order, I’ll have the XO beat you to death with a pipe wrench.
It was contrast that gave things shape. Brightness made darkness. Fullness made emptiness. Loneliness defined the borders of whatever not-loneliness was called. They were comparative.
The old man was brilliant at looking somber and energetic at the same time. If he hadn’t been the executive of the largest governing body in the history of the human race, he’d have made a killing pro...
The word had a depth to it. Late. It was late. All the chances to make things right had somehow passed him. The system was at war, and no one was even sure why. Miller himself was turning fifty years...
Time was supposed to heal all wounds. To Drummer, that was just a nice way of saying that if she waited long enough, none of the things that seemed important to her would turn out to matter
We may have to get clever before the next one shows up, but no matter what happens, we’ll keep firing until that thing is a cloud of complex molecules and regret.
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