When what came next didn’t matter, anybody could do anything. Nothing had consequences.
What? Naomi said, an uncertain smile on her lips. Miller blinked. You were laughing a little, Naomi said. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you laugh before. I mean, not when something was funny. I was jus...
What had been inexplicable became inevitable.
What are you going to do? The same thing as always. Try to keep civilization from blowing up while the children are in it.
We’re outgunned and outplanned, and I don’t see how we win.
Well, that and a hundred or so gunships, Havelock said. From what I hear, Miller said, if you clap your hands and say you believe, they can’t shoot you.
Well, crew, welcome aboard the gas freighter _Rocinante_.''What does that name even mean?'...'It means we need to go find some windmills
Violence is what people do when they run out of good ideas. It’s attractive because it’s simple, it’s direct, it’s almost always available as an option. When you can’t think of a good rebuttal for you...
Time took her strength but it gave her power in exchange. It was a fair trade. She
Thing about civilization, it’s what keeps people civil. You get rid of one, you can’t count on the other.
They were the people who thought it was a good idea to kill people who looked or acted differently against the people who didn’t.
There was justice to be had. He just couldn’t afford it.
There are no souls, Melba thought with a touch of pity. We are bags of meat with a little electricity running through them. No ghosts, no spirits, no souls. The only thing that survives is the story p...
Theological anthropology is a lot simpler when humans are the only ones with souls.
The whole voting thing had seemed like such a good idea when he’d first brought it up. After losing his first vote, not so much. They’d all be dead in two days, so at least it probably wouldn’t happen...
The torches flared and died and flared again. The Rocinante was remade a little, the same way it had been over and over through the years. Little changes adding up over time as the ship moved from wha...
The second corpse sat up and then stood, clutching her belly. A man stepped into the frame, a gun in his hand, healing her by sucking the bullet from her guts. They argued, grew calm, parted peaceably...
The seas had been around longer than humans, had helped create them, and then when they were all dead, it’d take their water back without a thought.
The reactions of the talking heads of Earth security forces ran the gamut from calm, rational discussion of preemptive defense to foaming-at-the-mouth denunciations of Mars as a pack of baby-raping an...
The problem with you is that you are wasteful. I’m not a fucking coward, Fred said through his rapidly swelling lip. Of course you are. You’re smart, you’re healthy. Maybe a few hundred people out of...