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41 " Nightside, cities glistened in chains, and a spray of tinkertoy habitats girdled the planet. Gossamer starbridges reached from the equator towards orbit. "
― Alastair Reynolds , Revelation Space (Revelation Space, #1)
42 " Meddling is what we do. It’s what defines us. Meddling gave us fire and tools and civilisation and the keys to the universe. Fingers will get burnt along the way, yes. That’s the way of it. "
― Alastair Reynolds , On the Steel Breeze (Poseidon's Children, #2)
43 " Partnerka Clavaina została chirurgicznie zmodyfikowana w ten sposób, że mogła przyjąć w macicy żywy mózg po operacji będącej prostym odwróceniem cesarskiego cięcia - zabieg wykonywał Clavain. Ciało mężczyzny zostawili na miejscu, by znaleźli je strażnicy. Następnie Hybrydowcy sklonowali dla tego człowieka nowe ciało i wpakowali do środka ciężko doświadczony mózg. "
― Alastair Reynolds , Redemption Ark (Revelation Space, #2)
44 " Everyone has their fulcrum, Chiku. You can bend anyone to any cause with the right timing. "
45 " ...the next time you need a piece of apparently obscure information, try asking a science fiction writer. You might be surprised. "
― Alastair Reynolds , Zima Blue and Other Stories
46 " Autocratic governments are masters of self-contradiction. They say one thing, do another. "
47 " I think I've reduced the amount of blood in my caffeine system to an acceptable level. "
― Alastair Reynolds
48 " I've seen marvelous things, Sunday. I've looked back from the edge of the system and seen this planet, this Earth, reduced to a tiny dot of pale blue. I know what that feels like. To think that dot is where we came from, where we evolved out of the chaos and the dirt. And I know what it feels like to imagine going further. To hold that incredible, dangerous thought in my mind, if only for an instant. To think: what if I don't go home? What if I just keep traveling? Watching that pale-blue dot fall ever further away, until the darkness swallowed it and there was no turning back. Until Earth was just a blue memory. "
― Alastair Reynolds , Blue Remembered Earth (Poseidon's Children, #1)
49 " It looked like a biology lesson for gods, or a snapshot of the kind of pornography which might be enjoyed by sentient planets. "
50 " if human beings really grasped how synthetic their world was - how much of it was stitched together not from direct perception, but from interpolation, memory, educated guesswork - they would go quietly mad. "
― Alastair Reynolds , Absolution Gap (Revelation Space, #3)
51 " The first six million years had been all fun and games. "
― Alastair Reynolds , House of Suns
52 " Everything came and went, everything was new and bright with promise once and old and worn out later, and everything left a small, diminishing stain on eternity, a mark that time would eventually erase. "
53 " It's an ancient technique known as lying, Khouri. "
54 " Matter is lazy. It resists change. It wants to keep on doing whatever it's doing, whether that's sitting still or moving. We call that laziness inertia, but that doesn't mean we understand it. For a thousand years we've labelled it, quantified it, caged it in equations, but we've still only scratched the surface of what it really is. "
55 " Even monsters are beautiful. "
― Alastair Reynolds , Poseidon's Wake (Poseidon's Children, #3)
56 " As the old saying went, the Manhattan Project wasn't built in a day. Or was that Rome? Something to do with Earth, anyway. "
57 " War was about yawning chasms of inactivity, punctuated by brief, screaming interludes of action. And in those brief, screaming interludes, events happened both quickly and with dreamlike slowness, every instant burned into memory. "
― Alastair Reynolds , Chasm City
58 " Life is precious. Infinitely so. Perhaps it takes a machine intelligence to appreciate that."~"Understanding Space & Time "
59 " So much for the tolerant acceptance of the other. We’re forging out into deep space – who knows what we’ll meet out there? If we can’t even accept a robot and some talking elephants, what good are we going to be when we meet something really strange? "
60 " Volyova felt as if her brain consisted of a room full of precocious schoolchildren: individually bright, and—if only they would pool themselves—capable of shattering insights. But some of those schoolchildren were not paying attention; they were staring dreamily out of the window, ignoring her protestations to focus on the present, because they found their own obsessions more intellectually attractive than the dull curriculum she was intent on dispensing. "