Scotch whisky is made from barley and the morning dew on angel's nipples.

Elijah Snow: 'Who have you pissed off this time, John?' John Stone: 'Sumatran robot death sluts -- Dammit, ONE of these buttons fires the atomic death biter --

What if I left my memory in the future and I have to catch up to it?

Don't live with writers. Writers are bastards.

There's one hole in every revolution, large or small. And it's one word long— PEOPLE. No matter how big the idea they all stand under, people are small and weak and cheap and frightened. It's people that kill every revolution.

That means that the universe is two-dimensional. Matter, energy, time, you, me and the floor are holograms.

Wolves ate even mighty hunters, for there was no honor or code among predators, and everyone's guts steam the same way when torn open on a cold night.