The Dark Forest (Remembrance of Earth’s Past, #2)

by Liu Cixin

For the majority of people, what they love exists only in the imagination. The object of their love is not the man or woman of reality, but what he or she is like in their imagination.

can tell you from the experience of most of my life that there are all kinds of people out there. All kinds, my boy. Perfect people, perfect women. You just haven’t met them.”

A gaze or a smile can transmit so much information! And only humans can understand that information. Only humans have that sensitivity.”

The universe contracted and collapsed, until at last everything was annihilated in the creative light of love.

From the moment Hubble II finally confirmed the Trisolaran invasion, one thing has been certain: Humanity will fight to the end.

as if a million restless souls were floating endlessly in the cold outer reaches of the Solar System.

Darkness was the mother of life and of civilization.

Carrying with them the entirety of human thoughts and memories, and embracing all of the Earth’s glory and dreams, they quietly disappeared into the eternal night.

They had discovered that the language of the eyes that Zhuang Yan had dreamed up was now a reality, or maybe loving humans had always possessed this language.

When they looked at each other, a richness of meaning poured from their eyes just as the clouds poured from the cloud

well created by the gravitational beam, endless and unceasing. But it wasn’t a language of this world. It constructed a world that gave it meaning, and only in that rosy world did the words of the language find their corresponding referents. Everyone in that world was god; all had the ability to instantaneously count and remember every grain of sand in the desert...