It looked like a biology lesson for gods, or a snapshot of the kind of pornography which might be enjoyed by sentient planets.

Victory loses its meaning without the memory of what you've vanquished.

It looked like a biology lesson for gods, or a snapshot of the kind of pornography which might be enjoyed by sentient planets.

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

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

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

Without risk in our lives, we're scarcely better than machines ourselves.