If there was anything any Radchaai considered essential for civilised life, it was tea.

If there was anything any Radchaai considered essential for civilised life, it was tea.

To be Radchaai is to be civilised.

Good necessitates evil and the two sides of that disk are not always clearly marked.

Unity, I thought, implies the possibility of disunity. Beginnings imply and require endings.

Translator Dlique was saying, very earnestly, “Eggs are so inadequate, don't you think? I mean, they ought to be able to become anything, but instead you always get a chicken. Or a duck. Or whatever they're programmed to be. You never get anything interesting, like regret, or the middle of the night last week.

Without feelings insignificant decisions become excruciating attempts to compare endless arrays of inconsequential things. It's just easier to handle those with emotions.