Speculative Fiction Quotes

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Madeleine L'Engle
“At Tara in this fateful hour,
I place all Heaven with its power,
And the sun with its brightness,
And the snow with its whiteness,
And the fire with all the strength it hath,
And the lightning with its rapid wrath,
And the winds with their swiftness along their path,
And the sea with its deepness,
And the rocks with their steepness,
And the earth with its starkness:
All these I place,
By God's almighty help and grace
Between myself and the powers of darkness!”
Madeleine L'Engle, A Swiftly Tilting Planet

E.J. Stevens
“Let the spirits guide you, but never let them take you.”
E.J. Stevens, Spirit Storm

Daniel O'Malley
“And the minibar in my hotel room was mysteriously emptied."
"By arcane forces beyond the understanding of normal human beings?" asked Myfanwy as she sifted through the in-box. It was the sort of question you learned to ask automatically when you worked with the Checquy.
"No, it was me," admitted Shantay without a shred of embarrassment.”
Daniel O'Malley, The Rook

“The only one everlasting love is the unrealized one. The love to this thing that you’d never had. Behind it is hidden the love to your own ego and feelings.”
Alexandar Tomov, Unexpected Tales from the Ends of the Earth

Robert Jackson Bennett
“Humans are strange. … They value punishment because they think it means their actions are important—that they are important. … it's vanity.”
Robert Jackson Bennett, City of Stairs

Bob Bello
“The sky is the limit only for those who aren't afraid to fly!”
Bob Bello, Sci-Fi Almanac, 2010

“Millions cheer the warrior
spilling blood across the ring
while the one who stands for peace
is ridiculed and shamed.
Must hearts forever suffer
from ignorance and greed?
Can bombs heal our souls
or set our spirits free?”
Aberjhani, Songs from the Black Skylark zPed Music Player

Teri Louise Kelly
“Funny, they made this new genre called Speculative Fiction, I thought all fiction had always been speculative.”
Teri Louise Kelly

Laura van den Berg
“Is there any greater mystery than the separateness of each person?”
Laura van den Berg, Find Me

“Sound waves, regardless of their frequency or intensity, can only be detected by the Mole Fly’s acute sense of smell—it is a little known fact that the Mole Fly’s auditory receptors do not, in fact, have a corresponding center in the brain designated for the purposes of processing sensory stimuli and so, these stimuli, instead of being siphoned out as noise, bypass the filters to be translated, oddly enough, by the part of the brain that processes smell. Consequently, the Mole Fly’s brain, in its inevitable confusion, understands sound as an aroma, rendering the boundary line between the auditory and olfactory sense indistinguishable.

Sounds, thus, come in a variety of scents with an intensity proportional to its frequency. Sounds of shorter wavelength, for example, are particularly pungent. What results is a species of creature that cannot conceptualize the possibility that sound and smell are separate entities, despite its ability to discriminate between the exactitudes of pitch, timbre, tone, scent, and flavor to an alarming degree of precision. Yet, despite this ability to hyper-analyze, they lack the cognitive skill to laterally link successions of either sound or smell into a meaningful context, resulting in the equivalent of a data overflow.
And this may be the most defining element of the Mole Fly’s behavior: a blatant disregard for the context of perception, in favor of analyzing those remote and diminutive properties that distinguish one element from another. While sensory continuity seems logical to their visual perception, as things are subject to change from moment-to-moment, such is not the case with their olfactory sense, as delays in sensing new smells are granted a degree of normality by the brain. Thus, the Mole Fly’s olfactory-auditory complex seems to be deprived of the sensory continuity otherwise afforded in the auditory senses of other species. And so, instead of sensing aromas and sounds continuously over a period of time—for example, instead of sensing them 24-30 times per second, as would be the case with their visual perception—they tend to process changes in sound and smell much more slowly, thereby preventing them from effectively plotting the variations thereof into an array or any kind of meaningful framework that would allow the information provided by their olfactory and auditory stimuli to be lasting in their usefulness.

The Mole flies, themselves, being the structurally-obsessed and compulsive creatures that they are, in all their habitual collecting, organizing, and re-organizing of found objects into mammoth installations of optimal functional value, are remarkably easy to control, especially as they are given to a rather false and arbitrary sense of hierarchy, ascribing positions—that are otherwise trivial, yet necessarily mundane if only to obscure their true purpose—with an unfathomable amount of honor, to the logical extreme that the few chosen to serve in their most esteemed ranks are imbued with a kind of obligatory arrogance that begins in the pupal stages and extends indefinitely, as they are further nurtured well into adulthood by a society that infuses its heroes of middle management with an immeasurable sense of importance—a kind of celebrity status recognized by the masses as a living embodiment of their ideals. And yet, despite this culture of celebrity worship and vicarious living, all whims and impulses fall subservient, dropping humbly to the knees—yes, Mole Flies do, in fact, have knees!—before the grace of the merciful Queen, who is, in actuality, just a puppet dictator installed by the Melic papacy, using an old recycled Damsel fly-fishing lure. The dummy is crude, but convincing, as the Mole flies treat it as they would their true-born queen.”
Ashim Shanker, Don't Forget to Breathe

Haruki Murakami
“The new day is almost here, but the old one is still dragging its heavy skirts. Just as ocean water and river water struggle against each other at a river mouth, the old time and the new time clash and blend.”
Haruki Murakami, After Dark

Kara Swanson
“I shake my head and rub the bridge of my nose. "There's a whole lot more at stake here than just my happiness, so I'll let the doctors do whatever tests they want and answer any questions they have. But after that we save the world. And then we move on, okay?”
Kara Swanson, The Girl Who Could See

“It is as it is. Betren son of Bromwell Defender of Delmarath”
Cynthia Willerth, A Matter of Honor

Margaret Atwood
“In the desert there is no sign that says, 'Thou shalt not eat stones.”
Margaret Atwood, The Handmaid's Tale

Jasper Fforde
“Of all the Winter Service Industries, the Winter Consul was the most dangerous. Few who joined expected to last out the decade, yet recruitment was never much of a problem. You didn't find the job, they said, it found you. No-one ever who entered the Winter voluntarily wasn't trying to leave something behind.”
Jasper Fforde, Early Riser

Jan Fallon
“Rolling like a steely pinball down the slope, Evania bounced off bumpers made of trees and rocks with her eyes glued toward the diminishing horizon. She landed soundly – once exhausted flippers made their last flap to hurl her upward, to the water’s edge. Tilt. - Campsite Six - Chapter 28”
Jan Fallon, Campsite Six

Ada Palmer
“Ockham stood so calmly through the outburst, watching hysteria drain the color from Carlyle's face. It made me think of Alexander, of his force, the human thunder of our Mediterranean sweeping through deserts, through empires, but India, calm, mighty India, fears nothing.”
Ada Palmer, Too Like the Lightning

Amanda G. Stevens
“The days pass," he said. "Yet ahead of me I see no less than there were before.”
Amanda G. Stevens, No Less Days

A.K. Kuykendall
“Speculative fiction writers, those who speak truth to power through their literature, must lie while telling the truth. Witnesses in the assassination of John F. Kennedy - for example - can back me up on this fact, if only they could.”
A.K. Kuykendall

Laurie Perez
“IN HIS PRESENCE, I FEEL OUR AXIS RECALIBRATING. Where North was once —and for eons — the assigned pull of the Earth, in Sunny’s universe, all magnets drive us South. Or West. Or deep into the core because that’s more interesting to him. He’s a world-creator; he doesn’t walk from A to B the way most humans do, seeing what’s provided then dealing with, lamenting or pondering it. He creates what he wants and when you walk a path with him, you get shaped and reinvented, too. Not against your will, but more in tune with aspects of it, unfolding into the potential of a secret craving, fully funded.

~Amie, getting to know Sunny in The LOOK”
Laurie Perez, The Look of Amie Martine

Why do I write fact-based fiction? With secrecy so inscrutable, I'm looking to needle someone
“Why do I write fact-based fiction? With secrecy so inscrutable, I'm looking to needle someone about someone or something.”
A.K. Kuykendall

A.K. Kuykendall
“You have absolutely no idea how close humanity came to annihilation by an extraterrestrial race. Absolutely no idea.”
A.K. Kuykendall, Imperium Heirs

Sera Trevor
“So if I’m your only friend, that automatically makes me your best friend, right?”

“It also makes you my worst friend.”
Sera Trevor, Curses, Foiled Again

“She wasn’t about to change, thanks. It was her United States, too.”
Bonnie J. Morris, Sappho's Bar and Grill

John Scalzi
“Well, without at least some optimism writing anything is impossible -- you have to believe that someone out there will be reading what you write. Even more so for science fiction for me -- we're thinking and writing about the future, so to a greater or lesser extent we're thinking that there will be a future to participate in, and that people will be there to tell us what we got right and what we got wrong. Even dystopian literature often trades in hope of some form -- people fighting against the dystopia, for example. There will always be specific counter-examples, but I think generally science fiction has optimism baked in. We believe in the future, even if there's a long slog between where we are now and where we will go.”
John Scalzi

Janalyn Voigt
“Mottled light swept the garden, creating an
illusion of movement. The air rippled, on the edge of hearing, with the bittersweet song of a wingen.”
Janalyn Voigt, DawnSinger

“Koji pulled Ruben onto the next cog. Together, they became part of the space between things.”
Bruce Whatley, Ruben

Victor LaValle
“When do things change entirely you wonder? When do they get better? When will it be possible? It is possible now. You are built to open your fists and show me your palms and to pass food from them into the hands of others. You are built for comfort and for fire, for battle and for poetry and you are a child of my family and my family was made by the world. Here we stand in the dark now and I am old and you are holding my hand and walking me from the bed to the window. We are looking out at all of it, the wonder and the danger. There are voices and the sun blazes and everything is bright enough that if I were reading the letters on your skin, I wouldn’t be able to parse them. Now look at your own hand and the wrinkles in them. Those wrinkles are what happens when you clinch your fists. You were born for this resistance, for this preparation, for this life. You were born to fight.”
Victor LaValle, A People's Future of the United States: Speculative Fiction from 25 Extraordinary Writers

Brenda Marie Smith
“No matter how desperately a mother loves you, she can only put up with so much. And so, the day came when Mother Nature lashed out against us.

I understood where Nature was coming from. My family never listened to me either, which is why I didn't tell them about the guns I bought.”
Brenda Marie Smith, If Darkness Takes Us

Brenda Marie Smith
“I no longer trusted the sun. I kept half an eye on it, night and day. I told myself that the sun would not go full rogue on us and send a pulse to suck our atmosphere away, but I had a hard time believing it....”
Brenda Marie Smith, If Darkness Takes Us

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