I find the world and all it contains extremely fascinating. Is this sinful?

Aristocrats might shrug, but commoners, dreading any collapse of the social order, wanted the rules of behavior to be observed.

Utopias are boring. Distopias on the other hand, are interesting.

We are born by accident into a purely random universe.

It has been suggested that Tiptree is female, a theory that I find absurd, for there is to me something ineluctably masculine about Tiptree’s writing. I don’t think the novels of Jane Austen could have been written by a man nor the stories of Ernest Hemingway by a woman, and in the same way I believe the author of the James Tiptree stories is male.

When you know that something is dying inside you, you learn not to put much trust in the random vitalities of the fleeting moment.

One defining symptom of decadence is a fondness for vast and nonsensical extravagance.