The harder survival becomes, the more you want to pull together. And the more you want to pull together, the harder survival becomes.

The minute we decide that one person doesn´t matter anymore, they´ve won.

He spreads his fingers over my heart, like he’s holding it, like it belongs to him, the hard-fought-for territory he’s won fair and square.

Great sci-fi has never shied from tackling the Big Questions, though really great sci-fi never forgets to entertain us along the way. Shock and awe applies to art, as well.

Time for the world to end.

We are very much like them: indiscriminate killers, ruled by drives little acknowledged and less understood, mindlessly territorial and murderously jealous - the only significant difference being that they have yet to master our expertise in hypocrisy, the gift of our superior intellect that enables us to slaughter one another in droves, more often than not under the auspices of an approving god!

It isn't that the lies are too beautiful to resist. It's that the truth is too hideous to face.