Science Fiction is the jazz of literature.

Creative people see Prometheus in a mirror, never Pandora.

Gaia spins on, silently contemplating what it means to be born into a sarcastic universe.

The three basic material rights -- continuity, mutual obligation, and the pursuit of happiness.

...where were answers to the truly deep questions? Religion promised those, though always in vague terms, while retreating from one line in the sand to the next. Don't look past this boundary, they told Galileo, then Hutton, Darwin, Von Neumann, and Crick, always retreating with great dignity before the latest scientific advance, then drawing the next holy perimeter at the shadowy rim of knowledge.

With gritty action and realistic science, Peter Watts brings to life a dark and vivid world.

I like to be surprised. Fresh implications and plot twists erupt as a story unfolds. Characters develop backgrounds, adding depth and feeling. Writing feels like exploring