Nemesis Games (Expanse #5)

by James S.A. Corey

We’re still humans after all. Some percentage of us are always going to be assholes.”

Some things stayed secrets even when you told them.

Seemed like a fact of the universe that the closer you got to anything, the worse it looked.

Forgiving herself was going to be harder, and she didn’t have much practice.

In order to be heard by the oppressing class, one must speak as a member of it. Not only the language, but the diction.

History’s made of surprises that seem obvious in retrospect.

He was homesick, and the Rocinante, wonderful as she was, wasn’t home unless Alex and Amos and Naomi were in her.

“Things change,” Alex said. “And they don’t change back,” she said, quoting him back to himself.

Light speed, he decided, was a curse. It made even the farthest corners of humanity’s reach feel close, and the illusion was a kind of poison. The delay between Tycho Station and Earth was a little less than a quarter of an hour, but to travel that far would take days.

The message was a lie built by Marco to lure Jim to his death. Every bit of it was true.

She felt like she was trying to warn the stars. The Milky Way. Don’t come here. Stay away. There are humans here, and you can’t trust them.