Children are turning themselves into monsters and, quite frankly, it is your fault. You initiated the creation of this technology, then you allowed it to slip through your fingers.”Miriam’s jaw tightened. “I disagree, but now is the least optimal time imaginable for assigning blame. People are dying, and I will not stand around debating semantics with you while they are.
— G.S. JennsenWhat use was time to those who'd soon achieve Digital Immortality?
— Clyde DeSouzaNin knew how much humans loved money, riches, and material things—though he never really could understand why. The more technologically advanced the human species got, the more isolated they seemed to become, at the same time. It was alarming, how humans could spend entire lifetimes engaged in all kinds of activities, without getting any closer to knowing who they really were, inside.
— Jess C. ScottOyin Da’s mind is as elegant as a French horn, thoughts moving in whorls and evoking fresh mint leaves.
— Tade ThompsonThe future is unwritten. There are best case scenarios. There are worst-case scenarios. Both of them are great fun to write about if you' re a science fiction novelist, but neither of them ever happens in the real world. What happens in the real world is always a sideways-case scenario. World-changing marvels to us, are only wallpaper to our children.
— Bruce SterlingLife seemed ideal to him right then, and he was happy for the first time in a long time, and it felt like the sun was shining from his heart.' - from the novel Brainjob by David Sloma.
— David SlomaYou can't hack your destiny, brute force...You need a back door, a side channel into Life.
— Clyde DeSouzaFriends are the family you choose (~ Nin/Ithilnin, Elven rogue).
— Jess C. ScottAlex thrust her hand and half her arm into the labyrinth of light. Her stare blanked, and in the halo of the matrix her eyes and glyphs blazed so radiantly she looked as if she were being consumed by a primordial fire.“She just stuck her hand into Machim Command’s central server matrix!”Caleb smiled, watching on in blatant awe. “She does that.
— G.S. JennsenCyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in every nation, by children being taught mathematical concepts... A graphic representation of data abstracted from banks of every computer in the human system. Unthinkable complexity. Lines of light ranged in the nonspace of the mind, clusters and constellations of data. Like city lights, receding...
— William Gibson