sci-fi

I am, like you, travelling along a road of absolute uncertainty and chaos. The only truth is that one day, we will all reach the end.

Never forget that time is the most valuable thing we can spend, so don't throw it away!

I could not help feeling that they were evil things-- mountains of madness whose farther slopes looked out over some accursed ultimate abyss. That seething , half-luminous cloud-background held ineffable suggestions of a vague, ethereal beyondness far more than terrestrially spatial; and gave appalling reminders of the utter remoteness, separateness, desolation, and aeon-long death of this untrodden and unfathomed austral world.

Growth of consciousness does not depend on the might of the intellect but on the conviction of the heart.

Because your soul, on this soulless planet, sticks out like one star in a starless sky. And it__ beautiful.

You can make it if you try. Don't give up or quit the fight. If you believe, you will see, you can do it.

I have a hard time trusting a person without a couple of murders on his record, Mr. Draedax.

May they run free forever and grow back their limbs!

You look like you__e been on a month-long bender. Have you?___o, Ken, I have not. I__e just had a long week._ Walked the streets of a city bathed in blood and stood amid a hundred thousand corpses. Negotiated a three-way peace treaty among opposing factions of a warring alien species who__ previously held me captive. Bullied the Metigen leadership into doing my bidding. Found out we__e not the real humans, and the real humans are currently enslaving the real universe. Oh, and I think I__ addicted to my ship. How was your week? __othing a shower and some food won__ fix.

It was a well-known fact that keeping track of time was not Parry Pretty's forte...If time were Parry's pet, it would have died tied to a tree somewhere out back long ago.

Armon stared into the wild darkness of his opponent and saw a reflection of his own fall.

Into the darkness with the light of the moon beaming upon me. Bathing in the luminosity of it awakening the demon that is me!

It wasn't premeditated. It was what needed to be done. So I did it.

I loved him, but he didn't want me anymore.I suffered, and he laughed at my umanity.This desire will be my end.

And if you lose the willingness, what do you have?

The death has an only color.

BLUE, THE colour of the sky, of the ocean, of certain stars and planets and the hue of the bluest eyes you have ever seen.

Uncle Joe pulled the L.E.F. from his head and his side arm from his hip. __e don__ have five minutes.