Nadia shook her head, marveling at the capacity people had for ignoring what they had in common, and fighting bitterly over whatever small difference… - Kim Stanley Robinson

Why were the good days always so short? Moment to moment, day by day—each so full, and oh so lovely—and then gone forever, gone before there was a chance to absorb them properly, to really live them.

Economics was like psychology, a pseudoscience trying to hide that fact with intense theoretical hyperelaboration. And gross domestic product was one of those unfortunate measurement concepts, like inches or the British thermal unit, that ought to have been retired long before.

Nakedness was dangerous to the social order, she thought, because it revealed too much reality.