James S. A. Corey Quotes

I don't think he sees it that way," Pa said. And then, "But I think he's putting a lot of effort into not seeing it that way.

If you’re aiming not to creep me the hell out, you need more practice.

It was a lesson he’d never forgotten. That humans only have so much emotional energy. No matter how intense the situation, or how powerful the feelings, it was impossible to maintain a heightened emotional state forever. Eventually you’d just get tired and want it to end.

Traveling between the planets had never eliminated murder. So many highly evolved primates in the same box for months on end, a certain death rate had to be expected.

Theological anthropology is a lot simpler when humans are the only ones with souls.

No one can blather on like a holy man with a trapped audience. Well, maybe a politician.

That kind of attention changes people, and it don’t make them better.

There are no souls, Melba thought with a touch of pity. We are bags of meat with a little electricity running through them. No ghosts, no spirits, no souls. The only thing that survives is the story people tell about you. The only thing that matters is your name.

Same here, Cap'n," Amos said. "I got a lot of past in my past.

What had been logical became dumb, and all it took was changing the context.

Annie," Tilly said. "If I wanted to suck vile fluids out of a flaccid and indifferent tube, I'd have stayed on Earth with my husband.

“We came out here with an operational plan,” she said. “If we start rewriting it every time we find an adjustment we’d like to make, we might as well not have bothered.”
Privately, Bull thought the same thing, but with a different inflection. If he’d been XO, the operational plan would have been called a suggested guideline and only opened when he wanted a good laugh.

Ashford has only ever done a right thing because he’s afraid of being embarrassed. He’s a pretty uniform surrounding vacuum. And you can’t rely on that.

Even with all that metal and ceramic crammed into the same little corner of space, even with the relatively tiny thousand klicks across what was the inner face of the Ring, the chances that he’d run into anything were trivial. There was a lot more nothing than something.

That’s not a government, it’s a rugby scrum with a currency.