Endure pain, find joy, and make your own meaning, because the universe certainly isn't going to supply it.

This wasn't prayer anyway, it was just argument with the gods. Prayer, he suspected as he hoisted himself up and turned for the door, was putting one foot in front of the other. Moving all the same.

A tactical retreat is not a bad response to a surprise assault, you know. First you survive. Then you choose your own ground. Then you counterattack.

There is a sad disconnectedness that overcomes a library when its owner is gone.

Colonel Otto, do you have a, perhaps, fuller and more detailed account than your preliminary one of why my Imperial Security building is now largely an underground installation? From a technical perspective.

Honesty is the only way with anyone, when you'll be so close as to be living inside each other's skins.

On the sixth day God saw He couldn't do it all, so He created ENGINEERS