Andy Weir Quotes

American writer (born 1972)

Andrew Taylor "Andy" Weir (born June 16, 1972) is an American novelist whose debut novel, The Martian, was later adapted into a film of the same name directed by Ridley Scott in 2015. He also worked as a computer programmer for much of his life. He received the John W. Campbell Award for Best New Writer in 2016.

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Pen Names: Jack Sharp

Alternative Names: Andrew Taylor Weir

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Things are finally going my way. In fact, they’re going great! I have a chance to live after all! LOG ENTRY: SOL 37 I am fucked, and I’m gonna die!

Do you believe in God, Venkat?” Mitch asked.
“Sure, lots of ’em,” Venkat said. “I’m Hindu.

I could cut off an arm and eat it, gaining me valuable calories and reducing my overall caloric need.

Sometimes, the stuff we all hate ends up being the only way to do things.

Anyway, my ribs hurt like hell, my vision is still blurry from acceleration sickness, I’m really hungry, it’ll be another 211 days before I’m back on Earth, and, apparently, I smell like a skunk took a shit on some sweat socks. This is the happiest day of my life.

So, in the face of overwhelming odds, I'm left with only one option: I’m going to have to science the shit out of this.

If I could have anything, it would be a radio to ask NASA the safe path down the Ramp. Well, if I could have anything, it would be for the green-skinned yet beautiful Queen of Mars to rescue me so she can learn more about this Earth thing called “lovemaking.

Life is amazingly tenacious. They don’t want to die any more than I do.

I’m getting pretty good at this. Maybe when all this is over I could be a product tester for Mars rovers.

This all sounds like a great idea with no chance of catastrophic failure. That was sarcasm, by the way.

My conclusion was “Fuck it.

How dare you call me lazy? I'd come up with a scathing retort but, meh, I'm just not motivated.

Q. Star Wars or Star Trek? A. Doctor Who.

"Sorry for the delay," Vogel said. "I was required to make a bomb."

But this is the interstellar equivalent of a stranger offering me candy.