I let the happy times slip through my fingers and gripped on to the sad times as if they were my heart's desire

Uncle Joe pulled the L.E.F. from his head and his side arm from his hip.... “We don’t have five minutes.

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

Help!" he yelled and he lifted one leg, trying to run. But you can't outrun the membrane — he was soon gone.

Why live? Life was its own answer. Life was the propagation of more life and the living of as good a life as possible.

It is difficult to say what is impossible, for the dream ofyesterday is the hope of today and the reality of tomorrow.

Thomas: Is it [my brain] fixed?Brenda: It worked, judging from the fact that you're not trying to kill us anymore...

You need to read more science fiction. Nobody who reads science fiction comes out with this crap about the end of history

A true master will not deceive an able disciple. You are hampered by the limits you set and no limit can be set on skill.

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.

Maxim 10: Sometimes the only way out is through... through the hull.-The Seventy Maxims of Maximally Effective Mercenaries

This must be Thursday,' said Arthur to himself, sinking low over his beer. 'I never could get the hang of Thursdays.

Twice the size of a full grown man, with four muscular arms, it was his worst nightmare on steroids. -The Hyperscape Project

Great Gates almighty,” HARV said inside my brain. “I go off-line for a few nanos and the whole world goes to DOS.

We lifted up and then bobbed."Back! Pull it back!" (Christopher)"It's hard." (Kitty)"The ground is harder!" (Christopher)