Tess

“What's the biggest thing you've zapped with a fireball?' I asked.
'That would be a tiger,'said Nightingale.
'Well don't tell Greenpeace,' I said. 'They're an endagered species.'
'Not that sort of tiger,' said Nightingale. 'A Panzer-kampfwagen sechs Ausf E.'
I stared at him. 'You knocked out a Tiger tank with a fireball?'
'Actually I knocked out two,' said Nightingale. 'I have to admit that the first one took three shots, one to disable the tracks, one through the driver's eye slot and one down the commander's hatch - brewed up rather nicely.”
― Ben Aaronovitch, Moon Over Soho

“My Dad says that being a Londoner has nothing to do with where you're born. He says that there are people who get off a jumbo jet at Heathrow, go through immigration waving any kind of passport, hop on the tube and by the time the train's pulled into Piccadilly Circus they've become a Londoner.”
― Ben Aaronovitch, Moon Over Soho

“What an astonishing thing a book is. It's a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you're inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic."

[Cosmos, Part 11: The Persistence of Memory (1980)]”
― Carl Sagan, Cosmos

“Ja, wir könnten jetzt was gegen den Klimawandel tun, aber wenn wir dann in 50 Jahren feststellen würden, dass sich alle Wissenschaftler doch vertan haben und es gar keine Klimaerwärmung gibt, dann hätten wir völlig ohne Grund dafür gesorgt, dass man selbst in den Städten die Luft wieder atmen kann, dass die Flüsse nicht mehr giftig sind, dass Autos weder Krach machen noch stinken und dass wir nicht mehr abhängig sind von Diktatoren und deren Ölvorkommen. Da würden wir uns schön ärgern.”
― Marc-Uwe Kling, Die Känguru-Apokryphen