What happened? she asked.The landing pad blew up.Oh, she said. And then, do they do that?No. No, they really don't.
What did you do? Fred asked. There was a button, Holden said. I pushed it. Jesus Christ. That really is how you go through life, isn’t it? But
What are you going to do? The same thing as always. Try to keep civilization from blowing up while the children are in it.
What are they going to do about it?So far? Get drunk. Yell at each other or at us. Design theoretical judicial systems. Most of them seem to want the whole thing to just go away sot hey can get on wit...
We’re not making any official statements, especially when James Holden’s in the room. No offense, but your track record for blurting information at inopportune moments is the stuff of legend.
We’re fine now, Sanjrani said. We’ll be fine for three years. Maybe three and a half. Then the recycling systems stop being able to meet demand. We won’t have infrastructure in place to fill the gaps....
We’re back up and commencing burn in thirty seconds unless someone says otherwise. Everybody get ready to weigh something.
Well, you’ve got a full load of torpedoes and bullets, three Martian warships trailing you, one angry old lady in tea withdrawal, and a Martian Marine who could probably kill you with your own teeth....
Well, someone tell McBride she doesn’t need to shoot us now. Hey, Alex said, his voice thoughtful. If we made those nukes stop listening, that means we can’t shut ’em down, right? Wonder where Fred’s...
We have expended two-thirds of our rail-gun ammunition, the weapons tech announced. Shall I maintain fire? Yes, Drummer said. Then start putting chairs in the launcher. We hit that thing until we’re d...
We all grieve in our own ways, Avasarala said. For what it’s worth, you’ll never kill enough people to keep your platoon from dying. No more than I can save enough people that one of them will be Char...
Very few people stood wholly for the law or wholly against it, and so for them the catastrophe of the churn was an annoyance to be avoided or endured or else a titillation on the newsfeeds. That it wa...
Traveling between the planets had never eliminated murder. So many highly evolved primates in the same box for months on end, a certain death rate had to be expected.
Thing about civilization, it’s what keeps people civil. You get rid of one, you can’t count on the other.
They’re all fucking men, she said. Excuse me? Soren said. The generals. They’re all fucking men. I thought Souther was the only— I don’t mean that they all fuck men. I mean they’re all men, the fucker...
They’d never precisely been friends, but they’d managed to stop the human race from being wiped out by a corporation’s self-induced sociopathy and a recovered alien weapon that everyone in human histo...
They’d made the bricks from the local earth, processed through some of the mining equipment and fired in a kiln powered by combustion. It could only have been more primitive if they’d dug a cave and p...
They’d made a plan, and so far everything was more or less going the way they’d hoped. The thought left Holden increasingly terrified.
They weren’t really stopping, of course. Nothing in space ever actually stopped; it only came into a matching orbit with some other object. They were now following CA-2216862 on its merry millennium-l...