If everyone could understand the working of a psychopath's mind, we undoubtedly would be closer to insanity ourselves.

Laws had a bad habit of being ignored or abrogated when societal push came to totalitarian shove.

I know what cancer was. How is it like humankind?" Sek Hardeen's perfectly modulated, softly accented tones showed a hint of agitation. "We have spread out through the galaxy like cancer cells through a living body, Duré. We multiply without thought to the countless life forms that must die or be pushed aside so that we may breed and flourish. We eradicate competing forms of intelligent life.

The pack of media brayed and bellowed outside the house for seven weeks. Sol realized then what he had known and forgotten about very small communities: they were frequently annoying, always parochial, sometimes prying on a one-to-one level, but never had they subscribed to the vicious legacy of the so-called "public's right to know".

Love was as hardwired into the structure of the universe as gravity and matter.

A token of ecological awareness in a society devoted to self destruction and waste but unwilling to acknowledge its indulgent ways.

How could anyone stay sane with entire lifetimes stored in one human mind?