The conversation was mesmerizing, not for its content but for the cadences of the talk, the rhythm we fell into when we were alone, now as before. Every conversation between friends or lovers creates its own easy or awkward rhythms, hidden talk that runs like a subterranean river under even the most banal exchange.
Robert Charles WilsonI suppose the pursuit of fashion has always carried a price, monetary or otherwise.
Robert Charles WilsonGoddamn you," Jacob said. "There's no damnation, Jacob. No Heaven but the forest and no God but the hive.
Robert Charles WilsonIt was the kind of experience, Molly said, that would grow calluses on an angel's ass.
Robert Charles WilsonThe suicidally disgruntled were legion, And their enemies included any and all Americans, Brits, Canadians, Danes, et cetera; or, conversely, all Moslems, dark-skinned people, non-English-speakers, immigrants; all Catholics, fundamentalists, atheists; all liberals, all conservatives...For such people the consummate act of moral clarity was a lynching or a suicide bombing, a fatwa or a pogrom. And they were ascendant now, rising like dark stars over a terminal landscape.
Robert Charles Wilson