{"author":"Philip Reeve","author_id":"Philip+Reeve","total_quotes":16,"quotes":[{"text":"As a child I always steered clear of science fiction, but in the autumn of 1977, the bow-wave of publicity for the first 'Star Wars' movie had already reached me, so I was eager for anything science-fictional.","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["autumn","child","me "],"id":1418,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"What Caul liked most about Tom was his kindness. Kindness was not valued back in Grimsby, where the older boys were encouraged to torment the younger ones, who would grow up to torment another batch of youngsters in their turn. “Good practice for life,” Uncle said. “Hard knocks, that’s all the world’s about!” But maybe Uncle had never met anyone like Tom, who was kind to other people and seemed to expect nothing more than kindness in return.","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["compassion","friendship","inspirational","kindness"],"id":6856,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"I have had it with these dumb cakes on this dumb spaceship!","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["cakes","i-see-what-you-did-there","science-fiction","spaceships"],"id":44585,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"The trouble with space is, there's so much of it.An ocean of blackness without any shore.A neverending nothing.And here, all alone in the million billion miles of midnight, is one solitary moving speck. A fragile parcel filled with sleeping people and their dreams.","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["alone","dreams","night-sky","space"],"id":45182,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"Godshawk looked surprised, the way that people generally do when you ask them philosophical questions in shrubberies in the middle of the night.","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["humor","philosophy","shrubbery"],"id":102645,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"He was going to miss everything. But he guessed that was how everybody always felt. Everyone was losing things, leaving things behind, clinging to old memories as they rushed into the future. Everyone was a passenger on a runaway train.","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["life","moving-on","runaway-train","starting-afresh"],"id":149721,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"My name,' the boy said importantly, 'is Stacey de Lacey.' 'But that's a girl's name!' blurted Oliver. Stacey de Lacey's face turned a dark shade of red. 'Silence!' he shouted. 'Stacey is one of those names that can be for a boy or a girl! Like Hilary, or Leslie, or...Um... Anyway...!","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["gender","names"],"id":223603,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"It’s called the Pyxis,” said Raven. “Don’t let the fancy name intimidate you. It just means ‘box’ in one of those Old Earth languages, Roman or Spanish or Klingon….","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["humor","sci-fi","science-fiction"],"id":249994,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"If only Myrtle would pay attention to the Boy's Own Journal, Blackwood's Magazine, etc., she would know that these creatures were Threls, who come from a worldlet called Threlfall on the far side of the asteroid belt. This Threlfall is a cheerless, chilly spot, and the whole history and religion of the Threls has been concerened with their quest to knit a nice woolly coverlet for it.","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["alien","aliens","astroid","humor","planet","plantets","space"],"id":262020,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"},{"text":"Her face was very beautiful, he thought. He hadn't been sure before, but he was now. The mind that lived behind it made it beautiful, the same way that the flame inside a lantern makes the lantern beautiful.","author":"Philip Reeve","tags":["beauty","inner-beauty","romance"],"id":263495,"author_id":"Philip+Reeve"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":16,"pages":2,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}