Robert > Robert's Quotes

“Piper hadn’t seen V as described by Heather, but she’d seen another of Meyer’s favorites: a rather violent film called District 9. Those aliens had basically run out of intergalactic gas and parked their ship above Johannesburg. Maybe this was like that.”
― Sean Platt, Invasion

“Maybe I’ll post a consumer review. “Brought product to surface of Mars. It stopped working. 0/10.”
― Andy Weir, The Martian

“[11:49] JPL: What we can see of your planned cut looks good. We’re assuming the other side is identical. You’re cleared to start drilling.
[12:07] Watney: That’s what she said.
[12:25] JPL: Seriously, Mark? Seriously?”
― Andy Weir

“I’m getting pretty good at this. Maybe when all this is over I could be a product tester for Mars rovers.”
― Andy Weir, The Martian

“The rover and trailer regulate their own temperatures just fine, but things weren’t hot enough in the bedroom. Story of my life.”
― Andy Weir, The Martian

“And as for this woman… she’s seems to be wearing very little. Do you think it would have been either moral or practical to wear such skimpy frivolities on a damp fifth century hillside?”
― Heide Goody, Pigeonwings

“And what is this internet thing made of?” asked Francis. “Cats,” said St Thomas, “Mostly cats. And naked women.”
― Heide Goody, Godsquad

“They administered pain-control hypnosis and something they called “compensatory neural stimulation,” but trust me, none of it did a damned thing...sort of like giving you two aspirin before setting you on fire.”
― Jay Allan, Crimson Worlds Collection I

“The new officer AIs were the state of the art in quasi-sentient computers, and the designers had decided that giving them a soothing, human-sounding voice and an active personality would reduce stress on officers in the field. I can’t speak to the psychology of the officer corps in general, but the damned thing creeped me out. And it talked too much.”
― Jay Allan, Crimson Worlds Collection I

“One persistent gasbag had harassed him so much he’d almost ordered one of his officers to draw a diagram of the anatomically challenging suggestion he offered the self-important fop.”
― Jay Allan, Crimson Worlds Collection I

“No Sith remain,” Tashu says. “And the lone Jedi that exists—the son of Anakin Skywalker—possesses an untouchable soul.”
― Chuck Wendig, Aftermath

“And even worse still,” said Scabass, “they make you listen to this thing called Enya.” “What is Enya?” “Hope you never find out,” said Scabass. “Our lord is a tyrant, such as Hell deserves, but his methods are sometimes beyond the pale. Listen.” “What?”
― Heide Goody, Hellzapoppin'

“And that’s it,” said Rutspud to Stephen. “I’ve got until the twelve bongs and then I’m going to be stuffed into a room full of kittens until I am ‘better’.” “And these kittens, they’ll … what?” “Sit there and look cute.” Rutspud shuddered within the folds of the habit that Stephen had loaned him. “Or rub themselves up against me. I might even be required to stroke them.” Stephen”
― Heide Goody, Hellzapoppin'

“Maybe that’s all this place is: another level of Hell.” “Ah, you’ve been to Wales before, then,” said Stephen.”
― Heide Goody, Hellzapoppin'

“We are truly saved, brothers. This is a sign! This –” In the act of declamation, Brother Clement put a foot on the gunwale, slipped and pitched forward into the sea. “Well, that shut him up,” said Brother Henry. Brother”
― Heide Goody, Hellzapoppin'

“What is that unholy moaning?” said Rutspud. “It sounds like a whale trying to mate with a pipe organ.” “Oh, that’ll be the Enya,” said Scabass. “Don’t worry, you’ll totally forget about it once the kittens get to work on you.” With”
― Heide Goody, Hellzapoppin'

“What’re you up to?” said Rutspud conversationally. “Narnia business,” said Lewis. “No need to be rude. You know, there is more to life than wardrobes.” Lewis looked at him. “You”
― Heide Goody, Hellzapoppin'

“It was pretty crazy. He got shot by the ringleader. The fucking kid was trying to fire a warning shot in the air, but he was too damn lazy to lift the gun all the way.” Patrick scoffed. “Goddamn hipsters.” “Right?”
― Clayton Smith, Apocalypticon

“It’s amazing to me that they’ve survived this long.” “Not me,” said Ben. “Makes total sense. They don’t eat anything, they don’t get physical, and they always travel in herds.” “So you’re saying the hipster is the post-apocalyptic cockroach.” “I’m saying the hipster is every era’s cockroach.” “Fair.”
― Clayton Smith, Apocalypticon

“Fizgig is based on my 16-year-old house cat, who is too old to care about your bullshit. She (the commander, not my cat) contacts Dryker, warning him that she's going to board his vessel and slaughter his crew.”
― Chris Fox, Void Wraith

“Dryker doesn't seem surprised, because he's old and wise and stuff. He also has a beard, but his beard is white so we know he's not a villain. Lena”
― Chris Fox, Void Wraith

“But the transition from the New York Times to the Ashton Clarion was like jumping off a speeding train into a wall of half-set Jell-O.”
― Frank E. Peretti, This Present Darkness

“The game of drones was one of attrition, and fought at battalion or higher levels; he didn’t have the resources to play it in the face of swatter tech.”
― C.J. Carella, Decisively Engaged

“Oh, yes. Ambassador Llewellyn has resigned from his post, citing poor health. He suffered an accident in his office. Fell down. Repeatedly.”
― C.J. Carella, Decisively Engaged

“He was born for hookers and tequila. And there was a disturbing lack of both in his new bunker of an office here buried underneath a mountain outside Denver. “One”
― Nick Webb, Legacy Fleet: The Complete Trilogy