86 Quotes by Robert Charles Wilson

Evolution can’t be predicted, Julian used to tell me; it’s a scattershot business; it fires, but it doesn’t aim.

For such people the consummate act of moral clarity was a lynching or a suicide bombing, a fatwa or a pogrom. And they were ascendant now, rising like dark stars over a terminal landscape .

I loved Molly. Or at least I told myself I did. Or, if what I felt for her was not love, it was at least a plausible imitation, a convincing substitute.

When people come to understand how big the Universe is and how short a human life is, their hearts cry out. Sometimes it’s a shout of joy. But for most of us it’s a cry of terror. The terror of extinction, the terror of meaninglessness. Our hearts cry out. Maybe to God, or maybe just to break the silence”.

I would confront the thieves, I thought, and the self-evident justice of my case would cause them to crumble before me. I don’t know why I expected such extravagant results from the application of mere justice. That kind of calculation is seldom borne out by worldly events.

If I am an agnostic, Calyxa, it’s because I’m also a realist.

And death? I don’t fear death. I dread the absence of it.

The world is what it is and won’t be bargained with.

Do you want to tell the truth, or do you want to tell a story?