Project Hail Mary

by Andy Weir

If you were out in space and you turned on a flashlight, you’d get a teeny, tiny amount of thrust from it.”

These kids were going to grow up in an idyllic world and be thrown into an apocalyptic nightmare.

Human beings have a remarkable ability to accept the abnormal and make it normal.

“I’m out of patience and the world is out of time.” I held up a finger. “No, no, no! You can’t just use ‘I’m saving the world’ as an excuse every time you’re a jerk.” She thought it over. “Yeah, okay. You may have a point.”

want to spend the rest of my life studying Eridian biology! But I have to save humanity first. Stupid humanity. Getting in the way of my hobbies.

Do you believe in God? I know it’s a personal question. I do. And I think He was pretty awesome to make relativity a thing, don’t you? The faster you go, the less time you experience. It’s like He’s inviting us to explore the universe, you know?”

It’s a dark and depressing feeling to have all your closest colleagues get together and decide you should die.

Her plan worked perfectly. I got my memory back, and now I’m so committed to the mission I’m still going to give it my all. Plus, come on, of course I was going to give it my all. What else would I do? Let 7 billion people die to spite Stratt?

“Yes. There’ll be wars. Fought for the same reason most wars in ancient times were fought for: food. They’d use religion or glory or whatever as an excuse, but it was always about food. Farmlands and people to work that land.