It's Halloween, you can tell everyone you're going as your favorite Steampunck character.""I don't even know what that is!""Because your generation has no taste in speculative science fiction.
One of the first rules the Emperor had drummed into her [Mara Jade] so long ago was to blend in as best she could with her surroundings
These scars that we have... they don't go away. They only fade with time, but they're still hauntingly there.
Nature full strength is more than we can take, Adam One used to say. It's a potent hallucinogen, a soporific, for the untrained Soul. We're no longer at home in it. We need to dilute it. We can't drin...
Science is no longer fiction,but Reality may become one.
And suddenly it knew what it had to do.It de-coupled its engine fields from the energy grid and plunged those vortices of pure energy deep into the fabric of its own mind, tearing its intellect apart...
We share need, not-human. Yours is straightforward. … Mine is less so, but you will serve it. Come.
Long legs and longer arms, each tipped with a row of black talons. Sinewy. Wiry. And above all, humanoid, its skin in the sunlight as translucent as a baby mouse’s—mapped with a network of blue veins...
The Imagination of the Mind is the Treasury that although liable to theft, never ceases to grow.
The Chairman glared across three hundred and eighty thousand kilometers of space at Conrad Taylor, who reluctantly subsided, like a volcano biding its time.
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I wil...
A kind of childlike purity to her repose that made the thought of kissing her seem vile.
Slowly, Jimmy held up his outstretched hands. Men had been arguing for two hundred years about this gesture; would every creature, everywhere in the universe, interpret this as "See--no weapons"? But...
Only in summer-phase is it carnivorous. If there was an award for understatement, I thought, the Tyr would trounce all competition.
My identity is without root.
Sci-fi doesn't show me much about alien's nature but shows a lot about North American nature.
The Tyr had tried. It had really tried. It must have gone over every element of human psychology, tried desperately to understand the nature of human aesthetic sense … and then failed, miserably, in e...
Investigate the faeries. Great. That was absolutely guaranteed to get complicated before I got any useful answers. If there was one thing faeries hated doing, it was giving you a straight answer, abou...
Goodnight baby, sleep in peace. After you kill that bitch!Goodnight mom!
God's M.O., he reflected, is to transmute evil into good. If He is active here, He is doing that now, although our eyes can't perceive it; the process lies hidden beneath the surface of reality, and e...