It's hard to get justice in the real world. It's possible in fiction.

Only other people can make you feel real.

What I love about collaborating is that you're working with other minds that work differently to yours.

I really wanted to believe that there were these magic celestial bodies that would direct my life, tell me what to do, and it turns out it's not stars, it's some bits of screwy DNA. I'm just meat with faulty programming.

She would disappear folded like origami into her own dreams

There are patterns because we try to find them. A desperate attempt at order because we can't face the terror that it might all be random.

The future is not as loud as war, but it is relentless. It has a terrible fury all its own.