Ryk E. Spoor
American author
Ryk E. Spoor (born 21. July 1962) is an American science fiction and fantasy author.
QuotesEdit
Grand Central Arena (2010)Edit
- All page numbers are from the mass market paperback first edition published by Baen, ISBN 978-1-4391-3355-2, 2nd printing
- All italics as in the book
- Living creatures are essentially biological carbon-based nanotech.
- Chapter 3 (p. 17)
- But you know there’s always that nagging set of voices out there worried that someone is doing something bad with that freedom—and of course the problem is, sometimes they’re right.
- Chapter 6 (p. 35)
- People don’t mind poking into other people’s business—they just don’t want other people poking into theirs.
- Chapter 6 (p. 35)
- If you’re a sensible man, you get in the habit of being very cautious of making extreme pronouncements when one’s in the sciences, especially when it’s not your core field.
- Chapter 16 (p. 133)
- I am a scientist. I do not believe in gods or demons.
- Chapter 31 (p. 262)
- Your problem, you pea-brained, overbearing, pompous crayfish, is that you think you have any idea of what you’re dealing with.
- Chapter 34 (p. 280)
- In safety and in security, in peril and plague, in victory and vengeance, may your course be ever your own.
- Chapter 39 (p. 333)
- Well, like many fanatic creeds, if you accept the basic postulates, you can make a twisted sense out of anything.
- Chapter 42 (p. 381)
- They have certain rather insular attitudes which makes it difficult to maintain any long-term cooperation. It is not pleasant to work with someone who thinks of your entire species as a waste of resources.
- Chapter 42 (p. 383)
- I will admit that I have not heard that he would directly violate his word or go back on a bargain, though he is certainly more than capable of obfuscation and creative interpretation where it suits him.
- Chapter 42 (p. 383)
- Maybe you should’ve been more careful, but hindsight’s perfect and we aren’t.
- Chapter 46 (p. 412)
- A committee’s a good way to end up with a lot of talk and no action.
- Chapter 51 (p. 462)
- His hand contracted on the odd carven rod, a tiny thing that glittered with hints of lights and circuits and, at the same time, bone and gems, a wand constructed by an engineer, or a transmitter assembled by a shaman.
- Chapter 55 (p. 508)