The Lost World (Jurassic Park, #2)

by Michael Crichton

“What really interests me is whether God had any choice in the creation of the world.” ALBERT EINSTEIN

Too much change is as destructive as too little. Only at the edge of chaos can complex systems flourish.”

“You’re talking about a Lost World,”

Credits roll. Buh-buh buh-buhhh

“What makes you think human beings are sentient and aware? There’s no evidence for it. Human beings never think for themselves, they find it too uncomfortable. For the most part, members of our species simply repeat what they are told—and become upset if they are exposed to any different view.

We are stubborn, self-destructive conformists. Any other view of our species is just a self-congratulatory delusion. Next question.”

pubis too ventral,

and some say theres no romance in jurassic park

People aren’t studying the natural world any more, they’re mining it. It’s a looter mentality.

Obsession is just a variety of addiction.

“I don’t know what your problem is. The expedition was going to come to this island sooner or later. In this instance, sooner is better. Everything has turned out quite well, and, frankly, I don’t see any reason to discuss it further. This is not the time for petty bickering.

a t rex better eat this clown

It was a God damn stegosaurus.

The stegosaurus moved slowly. It had a peaceful, rather stupid air. And it probably was stupid,

“Nobody smart knows what they want to do until they get into their twenties or thirties.”

exaaaaaactly

All your life people will tell you things. And most of the time, probably ninety-five percent of the time, what they’ll tell you will be wrong.”

“It’s a fact of life,” Sarah said. “Human beings are just stuffed full of misinformation.

In the end, it became clear that all scientists were participants in a participatory universe which did not allow anyone to be a mere observer.

He picked up a bit of candy bar wrapper from the floor of the shelter, and dropped it, watching it flutter off in the wind.

This dude better get eaten. Hes littering in a dino habitat

took Levine a moment to recognize what it was doing: it was eating a candy bar. And it seemed to be enjoying it.

Oooooooooooo

It was a piece of wrapping paper from a candy bar. The raptor looked up at the high hide, its eyes glowing. It stared right at Levine. And it snarled.

Karma

“This idea that the whole world is wired together is mass death.

Mass media swamps diversity. It makes every place the same. Bangkok or Tokyo or London: there’s a McDonald’s on one corner, a Benetton on another, a Gap across the street. Regional differences vanish. All differences vanish. In a mass-media world, there’s less of everything except the top ten books, records,

Black noise, he thought. Everything going to hell at once. A hundred thousand things interacting. He sighed, and closed his eyes.

Levine said. “Face facts. We’ve lost the kid, Doc. It’s too bad, but we’ve lost him.”

Kill this guy PLEASE

He walked to the door, rapped it with his knuckles. “This door is just—” With a crash, the wood splintered around the lock, and the door swung open. Levine was thrown aside, landing hard on the floor. A raptor stood hissing in the doorway.

Idiot

“Maybe that’s the way it should be,” he said. “Because extinction has always been a great mystery. It’s happened five major times on this planet, and not always because of an asteroid. Everyone’s interested in the Cretaceous die-out that killed the dinosaurs, but there were die-outs at the end of the Jurassic and the Triassic as well. They were severe, but they were nothing compared to the Permian extinction, which killed ninety percent of all life on the planet, on the seas and on the land. No one knows why that catastrophe happened. But I wonder if we are the cause of the next one.”