All These Worlds (Bobiverse, #3)

by Dennis E. Taylor

Bridget laughed and grabbed my hand to drag me off. Clothes shopping. Even death apparently wasn’t an escape.

“So, the great computer in the sky deigns to visit us poor mortals.”

“It’s the law, Marcus.” I smiled at Councilor Brennan. “Which simply sidesteps the statement. Anything can be passed into law. That doesn’t make it right.

I sighed. If there was a hell, it was in sales.

Anyway, New Jerusalem was now a proper democracy with separation of church and state.

“Immortality sure isn’t all upside.”

“Don’t make the common mistake of thinking your opponents are stupid just because they don’t see things your way,

“Have you jim-jammed the frammistan?”

Analyzing their biology was fun and interesting, and building a colony site was just the adult version of Lego.

Geometric progression sounded great on paper, but it assumed you had infinite resources to draw upon, and no external pressures. The reality was less forgiving.

I’m a post-human computerized starship, and maybe it’s about time I started acting like it.”