science-fiction

If the lies don't kill you, the truth will.

Eternity is a lie and Chiron was the messenger.

I know, i know. You're afraid of making mistakes. Don't be. Mistakes can be profited by. Man, when I was younger I shoved my ignorance in people's faces. They beat me with sticks. By the times I was fort my blunt instrument has been honed to a fine cutting point for me. If you hid your ignorance, no one will hit you and you'll never learn.

The better you tell an old story, the more you are talking about right now.

I,_ he said, a faint note of derision in his voice, __m the least favored scion of our ruling house, House Mara Sant._ He was from Brontes, then. Which might explain the eyes_she thought again of certain differences, and suppressed a shudder. __ am a Prince of the Blood,_ he continued, sounding both embittered and proud, __hird in line for the Dragon Throne, and grand nephew to the Emperor. Owing to a_political dispute, I am now also an exile. Presented with a choice between resigning my commission in the na-vy and leaving to become governor of a mining planet and staying to face my uncle__ as-sassins_._ He shrugged slightly, as if the choice were of no consequence.___political dispute?___ gambled,_ he said bluntly. __ lost.___ou seem_sanguine,_ she remarked, surprise blunting the instinct to guard her tongue.__e shouldn__ have let me live._ That anyone could discuss their own murder with such cold calculation horrified her. He horrified her. She chewed her lip, digesting all that he__ told her: not merely a naval officer, but a prince__nd a maverick one at that. She wondered what he could have done.__o you see,_ he finished, ____ no more free than you._ He laughed, then, but without humor. __e can be prisoners together. I am en route to a wretched planet called Tarsonis to assume governorship and as you have no other, more pressing engagement, you are coming with me.

There are rules to everything, even if nobody made them up, even if nobody calls it a game. And if you want things to work out well, it's best to know the rules and only break them if you're playing a different game and following those rules.

A mix of revenge, sadness and anger funnels into a decision that__ so simple and neat, it could fit in my pocket. I will help Kudzu destroy Aevum. Just like Magnus destroyed my mother.

On January 24th, Apple computers will introduce Macintosh. And you__l see why 1984 won__ be like 1984._ _ Old Hollywood film director Sir Ridley Scott__ classic _1984_ Apple Macintosh commercial, first aired 15 Dec. 1983, Top Ten Commercials of All Time, 2050 edition__ell, it all did lead to 1984._ _ Goli, the tek-lord, 2089

Normally, I don't take to drinking so early in the morning, but I bend the rules when I get my ass kicked before sunrise."--Thomas Morelli

An infinitely unpleasant fraction of a second is a small price to pay for the opportunity to stride across eternity.

'You're like starlight,' Cam whispered, and his teeth scraped up my jaw. I shivered. 'I could lose myself in you.'

Complete. What an awful word for an infected people, that final, animal stage that was the future of all of them. Chels swallowed, unsure what to say. __hat___sad. I didn__ even know he was infected.__emesz whispered, __e was just infected yesterday. We saw him last night, and he already had mouse whiskers and a tail.

Colonel Graff: We won! That's all that matters.Ender Wiggin: No. The way we win matters.

She stood by the bed and stroked her father's hand, knowing how desperately afraid he must feel at this moment. He'd always prided himself on being the kind of man who could be counted on, a man to whom others looked for advice and support. Dependence would wither his spirit, and the thought of that, of her father being diminished or broken, was almost as unbearable as the thought of losing him.

Read books when you are free, read minds when you are'nt....but do read...

She prayed for that all through the night, uncertain to Whom or what, but with a feeling that almost resembled faith.

Perhaps it's the alien equivalent of a discarded tomato can. Does a beetle know why it can enter the can only from one end as it lies across the trail to the beetle's burrow? Does the beetle understand why it is harder to climb to the left or right, inside the can, than it is to follow a straight line? Would the beetle be a fool to assume the human race put the can there to torment it _ or an egomaniac to believe the can was manufactured only to mystify it? It would be best for the beetle to study the can in terms of the can's logic, to the limit of the beetle's ability. In that way, at least, the beetle can proceed intelligently. It may even grasp some hint of the can's maker. Any other approach is either folly or madness.

She'd crossed into a place where truth, even if it was brutal, was all she had to offer.