#fiction

There's a fine line between being brave and just not giving a shit anymore. ↗

— Sara Furlong Burr

#indie-author #indie-books #science-fiction-romance #science

It's a long story. Want a refill?" "No, let's start the steak. Where's the button?" "Right here." "Well, push it." "Me? You offered to cook." "Ben Caxton, I will lie here and starve before I will get up to push a button six inches from your finger" "As you wish." He pressed the button. "But don't forget who cooked dinner. ↗

— Robert A. Heinlein

#science-fiction #stranger-in-a-strange-land #science

Those wanderers must have looked on Earth, circling safely in the narrow zone between fire and ice, and must have guessed that it was the favourite of the Sun's children. ↗

— Arthur C. Clarke

#science-fiction #science

He holds her with the strength of a million-man army, but with all the tenderness of her heart lying naked in the palms of his hands. ↗

— Laura Kreitzer

#phantom-universe #science-fiction #scifi #summer-chronicles #time-travel

England was a cold, backward, rebellious little kingdom. It's king: Henry the Eighth, remembered principally for his six wives and the chicken legs clutched in his fat fists. ↗

— Kage Baker

#science

I am the Eschaton. I am not your God. I am descended from you, and exist in your future. Thou shalt not violate causality within my historic light cone. Or else. ↗

— Charles Stross

#science

...[T]he only means I have to stop ignorant snobs from behaving towards genre fiction with snobbish ignorance is to not reinforce their ignorance and snobbery by lying and saying that when I write SF it isn't SF, but to tell them more or less patiently for forty or fifty years that they are wrong to exclude SF and fantasy from literature, and proving my arguments by writing well. ↗

— Ursula K. Le Guin

#science-fiction #writing #science

The sound came again. There was a whistle to it, and a moan. It was almost a hiss, and it could’ve been a strangled gasp. Above all, it was quiet, and it seemed to have no source. It whispered. ↗

— Cherie Priest

#zombies #science

Music took her somewhere, and I used to wonder where. I thought it was dumb, the way she lived for a collection of sounds, for someone else's words and notes. ↗

— Megan Lindholm

#music #science-fiction #music

We need to talk to you," said Carrot. "Do you want a lawyer?" "No, I ate already." "You *eat* lawyers?" said Carrot. "Brick gave him an empty stare until sufficient brain had been mustered. "What d'y'call dem fings, dey kinda crumble when you eat dem?" he ventured. Carrot looked at Detritus and Angua, to see if there was going to be any help there. "*Could* be lawyers," he conceded. "Dey go soggy if you dips 'em in somfing," said Brick, as if undertaking a forensic examination. "More likely to be biscuits, then?" Carrot suggested. "Could be. Inna packet wi' all paper on. Yeah, bisuits. ↗

— Terry Pratchett Thud

#humor #lawyers #science-fiction #humor