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41 " Now don't warp your orbit, Mac. "
― Alfred Bester , The Demolished Man
42 " He swept her off the bench. “Bitch! Never!” He held her, found the soft coral mouth and kissed her; bruised her lips with his, waiting for the final blackout. The concussion never came. “Tricked!” he exclaimed. She laughed. He kissed her again and at last forced himself to release her. She gasped for breath, then laughed again, her coral eyes blazing. “It’s over,” she said. “It hasn’t begun yet.” “What d’you mean?” “The war between us.” “Make it a human war,” she said fiercely. “You’re the first not to be deceived by my looks. Oh God! The boredom of the chivalrous knights and their milk-warm passion for the fairy tale princess. But I’m not like that…inside. I’m not. I’m not. Never. Make it a savage war between us. Don’t win me…destroy me! "
― Alfred Bester , The Stars My Destination
43 " But in order to be an iconoclast, an author must be more than merely aware of the idol he wishes to destroy. He must be intimate with it and understand it in all its aspects. This means that he must have devoted serious thought to it, and have beliefs of his own which will stand up in the place of the broken idol. In other words, any child can complain, but it takes an adult to clash with accepted beliefs . . . an adult with ideas. "
― Alfred Bester , Redemolished
44 " He had reached a dead end. He had been content to drift from moment to moment of existence for thirty years like some heavily armored creature, sluggish and indifferent. "
45 " Life is a freak. That’s its hope and glory. "
46 " He was Gully Foyle, the oiler, wiper, bunkerman; too easy for trouble, too slow for fun, too empty for friendship, too lazy for love. "
47 " Every man nurses the secret belief that were he God he could do the job much better. "
― Alfred Bester
48 " This is Armageddon…Flowering Monstrosity. Tell me what you see.” “There’s "
49 " Yes, no matter how we defend ourselves against the outside we’re always licked by something from the inside. There’s no defense against betrayal, and we all betray ourselves. "
50 " With a heart of furious fancies Whereof I am commander, With a burning spear and a horse of air, To the wilderness I wander. With a knight of ghosts and shadows I summoned am to tourney, Ten leagues beyond the wide world’s end — Methinks it is no journey. —TOM·A·BEDLAM "
51 " Be grateful you’re not a peeper, sir. Be grateful that you only see the outward man. Be grateful that you never see the passions, the hatreds, the jealousies, the malice, the sicknesses … Be grateful you rarely see the frightening truth in people. "
52 " Don’t ask the world to stop moving because you have doubts. "
53 " ..eğer bir adamın topluma karşı gelecek yeteneği ve cesareti varsa, o, kesinlikle ortalamanın üzerinde demektir. onu durdurmak istersiniz. onu düzeltir ve daha değerli bir hale dönüştürürsünüz, kazandırırsınız. ondan kim vazgeçebilir? bunu yapmayı yeterince sürdürürseniz, geriye sadece koyunlar kalır. "
54 " Gully Foyle is my name And Terra is my nation. Deep space is my dwelling place, The stars my destination. "
55 " Century also had shelves of obsolete printed books. "
56 " After two centuries of colonization, the air struggle on Mars was still so critical that the V-L Law, the Vegetative-Lynch Law, was still in effect. It was a killing offense to endanger or destroy any plant vital to the transformation of Mars’ carbon dioxide atmosphere into an oxygen atmosphere. Even blades of grass were sacred. There was no need to erect KEEP OFF THE GRASS neons. The man who wandered off a path onto a lawn would be instantly shot. The woman who picked a flower would be killed without mercy. Two centuries of sudden death had inspired a reverence for green growing things that almost amounted to a religion. Foyle "
57 " Number 99 was an eviscerated ceramics plant. During the war a succession of blazing explosions had burst among the stock of thousands of chemical glazes, fused them, and splashed them into a wild rainbow reproduction of a lunar crater. Great splotches of magenta, violet, bice green, burnt umber, and chrome yellow were burned into the stone walls. Long streams of orange, crimson, and imperial purple had erupted through windows and doors to streak the streets and surrounding ruins with slashing brush strokes. This became the Rainbow House of Chooka Frood. "
58 " I picked up a rare disease called conscience".... "That can often turn fatal. "
59 " Take a war to make you spend. Take a jam to make you think. Take a challenge to make you great. Rest of the time you sit around lazy, you. "
60 " There is no sun. "