A city's only ever three hot meals away from anarchy.

Nightside, cities glistened in chains, and a spray of tinkertoy habitats girdled the planet. Gossamer starbridges reached from the equator towards orbit.

The cards always look different when it's your turn to play them; loaded with subtly different possibilities.

Autocratic governments are masters of self-contradiction. They say one thing, do another.

I never wanted to be "a writer"; I only ever aspired to be an science fiction writer. They'll tear that badge out of my cold dead hands.

It's an ancient technique known as lying, Khouri.

Looking at where the planet is now, we could screw things up massively or we could wise-up on a species level and actually make things better. If I had to put my money where my mouth is, I think we'll wise up globally but there will still be outbreaks of local stupidity.