Cyberpunk Scifi Quotes

Quotes tagged as "cyberpunk-scifi" (showing 1-7 of 7)
G.S. Jennsen

He was on her in an instant to brace her against the wall. She kicked and clawed at her unseen attacker, skin and irises ablaze in caustic gold.

She fired anew, and the point-blank shot broke through his defenses, grazing his hip. He ignored the harsh sting to bring his Daemon up between them.

G.S. Jennsen, Dissonance

G.S. Jennsen
“Alex thrust her hand and half her arm into the labyrinth of light.
Her stare blanked, and in the halo of the matrix her eyes and glyphs blazed so radiantly she looked as if she were being consumed by a primordial fire.

“She just stuck her hand into Machim Command’s central server matrix!”

Caleb smiled, watching on in blatant awe. “She does that.”
G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

G.S. Jennsen
“The alien reached out her hands to hold Alex’s tightly. “Please. Some of what I want to express, it may be difficult to locate the right words.”

“Of course.”

Pure alabaster eyes stared back at her. “Child, there is a hole in your mind.”
G.S. Jennsen, Dissonance

G.S. Jennsen
“The woman’s gaze sent chills racing down his spine. The diabolical, aberrantly predatory arch of her lips curdled his blood. Seriously, his blood must be curdling back at the lab right now.

“Nice illusion. I’m definitely feeling the evil vibe here.”

She stood and rounded the desk with perfect grace. “There is no illusion. Explain yourself quickly now, before I grow bored by your presence and dispense with it.”
G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

“It had been bound to happen. If anything, technology created a space for the strange and the afraid. Some would argue that the environment had created those people, but I doubted that. Those who flocked to technology as a place to hide and to fit in would have found something else, but instead they found another life.”
J.P. Carver, DataTrigger

James Tiptree Jr.
“With your hand controlling all the input and your eye reading all the response you can make them a god . . . and somebody'll do the same for you.”
James Tiptree Jr., The Girl Who Was Plugged In/Screwtop

Jon Lee Grafton
“...tried to scream, but the animal’s paw was crushing his shoulder. He slammed his shotgun into the dog’s head, hoping to break its jaw, but it felt like hitting a tree with a tennis racket. Before he could think, the black beast ripped his shotgun from his hands and bit the weapon in half. Tramm thought he must be hallucinating. The pain in his chest! He could hear his ribs start to crack, one after the other, pop… snap… pop… impossible pressure! He looked over at Jenks as the first dog removed his partner’s head with two ravenous bites, rivers of blood slavering between its silver teeth. Were the dogs’ eyes red now?
Phillip Tramm gasped his final breath as he looked down at his own body. The monster pinning him to the ground had pushed its paw through his shoulder. The dog was studying him, pointed canines hovering centimeters from his face like black blades. He could see the moonlight poking through the canopy of leaves above. The teeth came closer, closer, slow and merciless. The animal had no breath? How strange.
Somewhere in the distance, an owl cried out. The haunted sound echoed through the trees, and then the moonlight was gone for good.”
Jon Lee Grafton, The 18th Shadow Boxset