Once it gets off the ground into space, all science fiction is fantasy.

It wasn't premeditated. It was what needed to be done. So I did it.

Lend me your wings, bird. I'll spread them and fly on the thermals.

I don’t want to kill you, but I must. For the good of the country.

Holding fantasy to our chests only means our hands are not free to work.

I want to be a healer, and love all things that grow and are not barren.

I told you there was no such thing as immortality, not even for dragons.

While his brain lay slowly dying, Bevan felt his body come back to life.

Monsters almost always are culture's way of working out their fears.

To connect is to dissolve the imaginary pyramids of artificial privilege.

Sometimes the rues don't work. Sometimes the rules cause the anarchy.

Doing what’s right is always simple. Not easy, perhaps, but simple.

Gold is cold, and men who possess much of it are infected with its chill.

I am awake. I know what you took. I am coming for you. Vengeance is mine.

Sylvie had an amazing life, but she didn't get to live it very often.