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Show a human a closed door, and no matter how many open doors she finds, she'll be haunted by what might be behind it. A
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Semper fi, Gunny." "Oohrah," Bobbie replied with a grin. On"
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all monkeys playing with a microwave. Push a button, a light comes on inside, so it's a light. Push a different button and stick your hand inside, it burns you, so it's a weapon. Learn to open and close the door, it's a place to hide things. Never grasping what it actually did, and maybe not even having the framework necessary to figure it out. No monkey ever reheated a frozen burrito. So
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Sounds like a noble cause," Verbinski replied. "Need four grunts with nothing else to do?" "Yeah,"
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They don't hate us," Bobbie said, her voice tired. "They're afraid of us." "Then why do they act like they hate us?" David's father said with something like triumph. "Because that's what fear looks like when it needs someplace to go." David's"
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The torches flared and died and flared again. The Rocinante was remade a little, the same way it had been over and over through the years. Little changes adding up over time as the ship moved from what it had been to what it would be next. Just like all the people she carried. "You"
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Bobbie kept talking. "Seriously. Get me a gun, I'm a soldier. Get that suit for me, I'm a superhero."
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Poker is a game, too," Bobbie said. "But sometimes the stakes get so high that one player decides it's easier to kill the other guy and walk away with the money."
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The advantage of being in command of all the guns was that no matter how nicely you asked for something, it was still an order.
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James S.A. Corey |
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When it comes to scrapes, I'm what you might call a talented amateur. But I've gotten a good look at that women in and out of that fancy mechanical shell she wears. She's a pro. We're not playing the same sport.
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How many captains of stolen ships did it take to equal one disgraced UN official? That could tie a courtroom up for a few decades.
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It was like seeing the face of God and finding no compassion there. Shaking,
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They'd made the bricks from the local earth, processed through some of the mining equipment and fired in a kiln powered by combustion. It could only have been more primitive if they'd dug a cave and painted bison on the walls.
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there really wasn't any such thing as a "mixed" church group. No matter what they looked like, or what they chose to call Him, when a group of people called out to God together, they were one."
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I'm saying let's go see if we can find some horses or zebras before we start a unicorn hunt.
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person can fail the people they love just by being who they are. I'm
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It was a lot to hope for, but Holden was an unapologetic optimist. Give people the information they need. Trust them to do the right thing. He didn't know any other way to play it. Or
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The immediate danger wasn't the Ring. At least not right now. It was humans taking their anxiety out on the nearest enemy they could actually see: each other.
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Amos will be murdered by space hookers, but at least he'll die the way he lived.
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No matter how egalitarian a group might start out, someone always wound up taking a leadership role.
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No one can blather on like a holy man with a trapped audience. Well, maybe a politician." Their"
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Don't have them to spare, and that galley doesn't have crash couches. Everyone in there is pasta sauce, but the El Tee says look anyway.
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He had to restrain himself from stroking the stainless steel cover while it made gentle percolating noises.
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Someone just broke pretty much all of human civilization overnight." The"
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Epithets like that are an attempt to dehumanize a group so that you won't feel as bad about killing them.
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The aliens that sent the protomolecule hadn't needed to destroy humanity. They'd given humans the opportunity to destroy themselves, and as a species, they'd leaped on it.
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His name put in with the great traitors, con men, and self-aggrandizing egomaniacs of history.
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The slow zone, based on the sensor data we're able to get, is approximately one million kilometers across." Holden pointed at the 3D representation on the screen behind him. "There are no visible stars, so the location of the zone is impossible to determine. The boundary is made up of one thousand three hundred and seventy-three individual rings evenly spaced into a sphere. So far, the only one we've been able to find that's 'open' is the o..
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Do you believe in the concept of forgiveness? In the possibility of redemption? In the value of every human life, no matter how tainted or corrupted?" "Fuck no," Bull said. "I think it is entirely possible to go so far into the red you can't ever balance the books." "Sounds"
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Nothing ever killed more people than being afraid to look like a sissy." "Holden's"
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Strong believer in doing what needs to get done.
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Stars are better off without us," he said, but too softly for anyone but Julie to hear."
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Things change, Red," Amos said, "you let us know. Because I'll still be happy to kill the shit out of her."
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But we don't run on facts. We run on stories about things. About people.
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stories
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back when they were young and, if not hopeful, at least more joyful in their fatalism.
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I keep warning you. Doors and corners, kid. That's where they get you. Humans are too fucking stupid to listen.
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A few people liked to paint this drive as a weakness. A failing of the species. Humanity as the virus. The creature that never stops filling up its available living space. Hector seemed to be moving over to that view, based on their last conversation. But Anna rejected that idea. If humanity were capable of being satisfied, then they'd all still be living in trees and eating bugs out of one another's fur. Anna had walked on a moon of Jupite..
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There are no souls, Melba thought with a touch of pity. We are bags of meat with a little electricity running through them. No ghosts, no spirits, no souls. The only thing that survives is the story people tell about you. The only thing that matters is your name.
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It was late. Late to start again. Late to realize how many years he'd spent running down the wrong road.
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You've grown up some since the first time we met," Fred said. Holden heard the sympathy in it. The consolation. "It's"
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We've all changed," he said. "By coming here. By going through the trials that we're all going through, we've all been changed. When we go back, none of us will be the people we were before. The tragedy and the loss and the sense of wonder changes what it means to be human. Do you know what I mean?" Oddly, Anna thought she did. Being a minister meant being in the middle of people's lives. Anna had counseled dating congregation members, pres..
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Conspiracy theories come up whenever people feel like the universe is too random. Absurd. If it's all an enemy plot, at least there's someone calling the shots.
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In the middle column, the colony ships she and her fleet had taken: the Bedyadat Jadida, out of Luna. The John Galt and the Mark Watney, out of Mars. The
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They loved scenes of righteous Godly vengeance on sinful mankind. They loved to show God's chosen people safe from harm, watching with happy faces as they were proved right to the world. But they never showed the aftermath. They never showed weeping humans, crushed and dying in pools of their own fluids. Young men smashed into piles of red flesh. A young woman cut in half because she was passing through a hatchway when catastrophe hit. This..
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