18 quotes
Everyone’s always saying love is the element that binds the universe together, but that’s a load of bollocks; it’s convenience.
Space Opera (2018)
A cow goes moo; a sheep goes baa; a celebrity correspondent goes who are you wearing?
Space Opera (2018)
“And how does that make you feel?” he crooned in the comforting tone of a therapist who may or may not actually care.
Space Opera (2018)
Sex is universal, it’s just not evenly distributed.
Space Opera (2018)
He’d only said what he meant, which was, when you thought about it, a minor superpower, because so few people ever did.
Space Opera (2018)
Though any species on any dumb gobworld may develop sentience (the poor bastards), no government ever does.
Space Opera (2018)
The universe is a very large and very complicated demonstration of having one’s cake and eating it too. It sees no reason not to have it all.
Space Opera (2018)
Everybody fucks.…Being ashamed of it makes about as much sense as being ashamed of the speed of light.
Space Opera (2018)
Everything in the universe has rhythm. Everything pulses to a beat laid down by the Big Bang. Everything feels the drumline of creation from star to sex to song.
Space Opera (2018)
People are mostly happiest when they think they’re just about to get the thing they want most.
Before and after, they’re all monsters.
Space Opera (2018)
We have always believed that one of the hallmarks of sentience is the ability to look down upon others. It separates us from the lichen.
Space Opera (2018)
Failure was here before you and she’ll be here after you and she won’t even notice you go.
Space Opera (2018)
What was magical at two in the morning was tawdry and cheap and dangerous to your health at two in the afternoon.
Space Opera (2018)
Everyone imitates our groove these days. But we were into poisoning our competition and performing an extended dance sequence on their graves before it was cool.
Space Opera (2018)
Life is beautiful and life is stupid. This is, in fact, widely regarded as a universal rule not less inviolable than the Second Law of Thermodynamics, the Uncertainty Principle, and No Post on Sundays.
Space Opera (2018)
My percussionist thinks you have a touch of Metastasized Narcissistic Personality Disorder, Blek. My diagnosis? You’re an asshole. Sadly, the only known cure is being set on fire and dropped off a balcony.
Space Opera (2018)
But in the end, all wars are more or less the same. If you dig down through the layers of caramel corn and peanuts and choking, burning death, you’ll find the prize at the bottom and the prize is a question and the question is this: Which of us are people and which of us are meat?
Space Opera (2018)
Dying happens to everyone, even stars. Even the stuff between the stars. But if you believe in yourself and achieve your goals, you can die so hard that no one will ever forget you, and that’s almost as good as not dying at all. Well, it isn’t, really, it isn’t at all, and believing and achieving is just something sportscasters say, but what are you gonna do, not die? Try it. I’ll wait.
Space Opera (2018)