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“A minute later the steam stopped. By then, I was soaking wet and, no doubt, my pores were open. Some people pay a fortune for this kind of beauty treatment. I got mine for free, if you disregard the bruises, headache and all those dead people. - Corin Hayes, Silent City (working title)”

— G R Matthews, Share via Whatsapp

“I have never met a person who possessed a privilege who did not exercise that privilege to the fullest extent that they possibly could. Say what you like of a belief...of a party...of a finance system..of a power. All I see is privilege and its consequences. States are not in my opinion composed of structures supporting privilege but of structures denying it...in other words deciding who is not invited to the table.”

— Robert Jackson Bennett, City of Stairs, Share via Whatsapp

“The human brain has a natural ability, inherent in its mechanism, to work on many levels, in a process of constant promptings, in a type of self-preservation. If only humans understood... Most ignore it.”

— Amanda Dubin, Assassins Wall, Share via Whatsapp

“Imagine a perfect world”

— Bruce McQueen, The Pearl and the Golden Plinth: Magic and Sorcery clash together in this epic tale of legends., Share via Whatsapp

“Shunting closer, I snuggle into his chest, soaking up his fresh woodsy scent. His arms encircle me and pull me close. “You always smell like home,” I whisper under my breath. Smooth, soft fingers tilt my chin upward, and I’m startled when my face meets his. Tears glisten in his eyes as he looks at me adoringly. Pressing his forehead to mine, he kisses me sweetly, his lips making brisk tantalizing sweeps across my mouth. “My heart is your home,” he whispers, his voice breathless. “It always will be.”

— Siobhan Davis, Beyond Reach, Share via Whatsapp

“– No SF novel ever won the Booker, growls a prowling clansman on his way into the SF Café. The librarian swings a shotgun from inside her longcoat, blasts the bullshit axiom from the air. Screw the Booker, she thinks. She’d rather have a hookah.”

— Hal Duncan, Rhapsody: Notes on Strange Fictions, Share via Whatsapp

“Slipstream – sorry, infernokrusher - takes a cut-throat razor to the hackneyed clichés of both strange and mundane genres. It cannibalises them, retrofits them, treats them the way Godzilla treats Tokyo, the Burroughs treats Interzone. Smash and grab. Cut up and fold in.”

— Hal Duncan, Rhapsody: Notes on Strange Fictions, Share via Whatsapp

“In Sneffels Yoculis craterem kem delibat umbra Scartaris Julii intra calendas descende, audas viator, et terrestre centrum attinges. kod feci. Arne Saknussem”

— Jules Verne, Share via Whatsapp

“science enables you to look things differently.”

— Rahul Bodkhe, Share via Whatsapp

“The best time to plan a tree was twenty years ago; the second best time is now.”

— M.K. Cathcart, The Fugazi of Room 39, Share via Whatsapp

“I learned as a kid that homo sapiens would rather fight other homo sapiens than microbes. For one thing, it’s easier. And there’s something satisfying about knowing somebody else is the bad guy and seeing them laid out on the street in front of you. Something human. Microbes? The little bastards just go hide, multiply, and come back to bite you when you least expect it.”

— Lee S. Hawke, Division: A Collection of Science Fiction Fairytales, Share via Whatsapp

“Since he d stepped out of medical school, all he d ever done was fulfil the same three basic templates, again and again and again. The possibility of infinite variation had led only to convergence.”

— Lee S. Hawke, Division: A Collection of Science Fiction Fairytales, Share via Whatsapp

“When we decided to have Julie, I couldn’t carry her. We sat down and the hard numbers stared back at us. I made twice as much as Fern. We wouldn’t have been able to feed ourselves, let alone another mouth, if I’d been the one to hold her. And so we both went for the operation, and they took eggs from the two of us and made them one. And then I squeezed Fern’s hand when she went into the theatre, and when she came out again they’d put it inside her. And sheltered by her body, the one cell that was us divided and became two, and then three, and then four hundred million, and then they divided into parts. Lungs, heart, brain, mouth. And finally, when she was ready, Julie divided from Fern and there were three of us.”

— Lee S. Hawke, Share via Whatsapp

“You can help me pick out a tiara when we re done saving the world.”

— Marissa Meyer, Cinder, Share via Whatsapp

“All things change, and we change with them.”

— London Shah, The Light at the Bottom of the World, Share via Whatsapp

“She had captured his heart and he didn t ever want it back.”

— Christine Feehan, Toxic Game, Share via Whatsapp

“You re a miracle, woman. Draden meant it.”

— Christine Feehan, Toxic Game, Share via Whatsapp