| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 129e4d9 | Fish and company start to smell after three days. | James S. A. Corey | ||
| 858db61 | War without end. | war | James S. A. Corey | |
| ef0adf5 | The OPA man, Anderson Dawes, was sitting on a cloth folding chair outside Miller's hole, reading a book. It was a real book - onionskin pages bound in what might have been actual leather. Miller had seen pictures of them before; the idea of that much weight for a single megabyte of data struck him as decadent. | speculative-fiction technology | James S. A. Corey | |
| a2e6d48 | He was in ruins, but it was okay, because he was dying. | James S. A. Corey |