#scifi

We never care for anyone for their own sake. We train them for the system. No one matters for their own sake. No one acts for their own sake. The system will always be bigger than you. ↗

— E.J. Koh

#death #fantasy #love #red #science-fiction

Fear sees, even when eyes are closed. ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#fear #fear-of-death #fear-of-failure #fear-of-unknown #psychic

The dead are not always so dumb as you think, it takes much more to die than you would believe. ↗

— E.J. Koh

#death #fantasy #love #red #science-fiction

He glared at Lucian in the manner of birds, first peering through one eye and then turning his head to peer through the other, apparently finding both views equally loathsome. ↗

— Rachel Swirsky

#scifi #equality

If disguise was a vehicle, murder was a world. ↗

— E.J. Koh

#death #family #fantasy #love #philosophy

The noise increased and came from all directions. There was no amount of reason to negotiate the void between sound and movement. ↗

— E.J. Koh

#death #family #fantasy #love #philosophy

Nature full strength is more than we can take, Adam One used to say. It's a potent hallucinogen, a soporific, for the untrained Soul. We're no longer at home in it. We need to dilute it. We can't drink it straight. And God is the same. Too much God and you overdose. God needs to be filtered. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#scifi #the-year-of-the-flood #toby #home

I see you have returned, my love; and your mood is as dark as ever. Did your soldiers not adore you to your complete satisfaction? ↗

— Wayne Gerard Trotman

#commander #leadership #military #mood #narcissism

Life seemed ideal to him right then, and he was happy for the first time in a long time, and it felt like the sun was shining from his heart." - from the novel Brainjob by David Sloma. ↗

— David Sloma

#fiction #science #scifi #life

I can project emotions and feelings onto others. For example, I can make you hungry.” With a slight smile, Anya followed words with action, and the captain’s mouth dropped open as her stomach growled loudly. Salvatore shifted against the desk, a glower darkening his face. “Power of suggestion. Besides, it’s almost lunch.” On impulse, Anya smiled sweetly at him as she retorted, “Should I make you fall in love with me, then?” Anya Vaedrin & Jason Salvatore, from Angels and Ministers of Grace ↗

— Michelle O'Leary

#futuristic-romance #romantic-adventure #science-fiction #scifi #scifi-romance