This was an age of extremes, a fascinating century of freaks... but nobody loved it.

No matter how we defend ourselves against the outside we're always licked by something from the inside. Ther's no defense against betrayal, and we all betray ourselves.

The mind is the reality. You are what you think.

Gully Foyle is my name And Terra is my nation Deep space is my dwelling place The stars my destination

You pigs, you. You rut like pigs, is all. You got the most in you, and you use the least. You hear me, you? Got a million in you and spend pennies. Got a genius in you and think crazies. Got a heart in you and feel empties. All a you. Every you.

I've handed life and death back to the people who do the living and the dying.

The damnable frustration of revenge. Revenge is for dreams...never for reality.