507 Quotes About Scifi

Planets, solar systems, civilizations come and go, yet the universe does not gain, or lose, a single particle. Patterns emerge and disappear, and those of us who are bound - or who have chosen to be bound - by time experience a sense of loss. The sense of loss is real, but the loss itself is an illusion.

No matter how advanced the technology, sometimes things just needed a good knock.

Though the turn of the twenty-first century was derided for its proliferation of disposable waste, Yona loved how the era had been so tactile. Lots of things meant lots of textures, colors, angles, and curves. The modern world was so efficient, so streamlined, so clean—junk was junk, but it was also a veritable buffet for the senses.

He slid her a skeptical look. “What is that?”She almost laughed at the suspicion in his face. “Food. Real food. Didn’t you eat?”He frowned. “Not any of that.”“You’re missing out. You can’t get anything like this out of a replicator.”“You can get anything out of a replicator.”She grinned and held up the burger. “Not like this. Not anything this juicy.

Pirates always chose the most inconvenient moments to come blazing—in the middle of a meal, while she bathed, minutes before the dramatic climax of her favorite show—but this was the first time her unwanted visitors had had orgasmic timing.

Second rule of the plastic pit,” she said, guessing his thoughts. “Always park out of its reach.”Liam retracted his helmet. He brushed away the bits of plastic stuck to his person. She was untouched. “What’s the first rule?” he asked.“Never enter the plastic pit.

In true Bastien form—and keeping in mind that he’s only seven at the time—he yanks off his helmet, throws his backpack down, and lies on the ground, using the helmet for a pillow, and says to them, and I quote verbatim, ‘Later, bitches. I’m done for the day. Y'all can carry me home or call for a lift. Either way, I ain’t moving from here. My ass is too precious for this abuse.

Soltó el aire que sin darse cuenta había retenido,mientras una frase célebre, de uno de los escritores de laantigüedad, invadía su mente:«La mejor manera de librarme de la tentación es caer en ella.»

―Yo también pensaba lo mismo. Lo que nos habíanenseñado, lo que habíamos visto, leído, catado desdeniños. ―Señaló el paisaje―. Todo cambió cuando lleguéaquí, a Nueva Esparta, y conocí a Séneca.