A million bureaucrats are diligently plotting death and some of them even know it...
Just be advised, boys,' she said, 'you'll want to watch your step, 'cause what I am is, is like a small-diameter pearl of the Orient rolling around on the floor of late capitalism-- lowlifes of all in...
Dark and be lost forever, some to edge into the fitful light of his attention whether he wanted to see them or not. Shasta had nailed it. Forget who—what was he working for anymore?
Young Tchitcherine was the one who brought up political narcotics. Opiates of the people.Wimpe smiled back. An old, old smile to chill even the living fire in Earth’s core. Marxist dialectics? That’s...
When you gentlemen come to stand at the Boundary between the Settl'd and the Unpossess'd, just about to enter the Deep Woods, you will recognize the Sensation....
When they come to explain about the two Transits of Venus, and the American Work filling the Years between, By Heaven, a ‘Sandwich,’ cries Mr. Edgewise. Take good care, Sirs, that something don’t come...
When power corrupts, it keeps a log of its progress, written into that most sensitive memory device, the human face.
What the road really was, she fancied, was this hypodermic needle, inserted somewhere ahead into the vein of a freeway, a vein nourishing the mainliner L.A., keeping it happy, coherent, protected from...
What is most appealing about young folks, after all, is the changes, not the still photograph of finished character but the movie, the soul in flux.
This spiritualist, this statistician, what are you anyway?
They are examin’d skeptickally. Not from the Press, are you? ’Pon my Word, cry both Surveyors at once. Drummers of some kind’s my guess, puts in a Countryman, his Rifle at his Side, am I right, Gents...
She has stepped out into a different night, a different town altogether, one of those first-person-shooter towns that you can drive around in seemingly forever, but never away from. The only humanity...
Remember that Puritans were utterly devoted, like literary critics, to the Word.
Pointsman is the only one here maintaining his calm. He appears unruffled and strong. His lab coats have even begun lately to take on a Savile Row serenity, suppressed waist, flaring vents, finer mate...
Perhaps history this century, thought Eigenvalue, is rippled with gathers in its fabric such that if we are situated, as Stencil seemed to be, at the bottom of a fold, it's impossible to determine war...
Paranoids are not paranoids (Proverb 5) because they’re paranoid, but because they keep putting themselves, fucking idiots, deliberately into paranoid situations.
One thing he had to give her credit for, she'd never called it a Relationship.What is it then, hey, he'd asked once.A secret, with her small child's smile, which like Rodgers and Hammerstein in 3/4 ti...
One mild and ordinary work-morning in Chicago, Lew happened to find himself on a public conveyance, head and eyes inclined nowhere in particular, when he entered, all too briefly, a condition he had n...
Oedipa, perverse, had stood in front of the painting and cried. No one had noticed; she wore dark green bubble shades. For a moment she'd wondered if the seal around her sockets were tight enough to a...
Making Final Fantasy X, anyway, look like an Etch A Sketch.