No one ever got into science fiction for the sex or prestige. They got into it because they love it.

I have danced with the spider. I have cut a caper with the dancing mad god.

A sickly little smile grew and died on his mouth like a fungus.

Books are always obviously having conversations with other books, and some times they're amiable and sometimes not.

Remember the movements that don't look like moving.

My dad hates umbrellas, said Deeba, swinging her own. When it rains he always says the same thing. 'I do not believe the presence of moisture in the air is sufficient reason to overturn society's usual sensible taboo against wielding spiked clubs at eye level.

We would never call inexplicable little insights hunches, for fear of drawing the universe's attention. But they happened, and you knew you had been in the proximity of one that had come through if you saw a detective kiss his or her fingers and touch his or her chest where a pendant to Warsha, patron saint of inexplicable inspirations, would, theoretically, hang.