Samson

“dreaming wide and big of a society where no one is trodden on and everyone can eat. Our dignity relies on it. Our descendants will rely on it. Don’t listen to these miserable, jaded fucks who insist that the indignities and inequalities of the current world are just necessary evils. These same bastards would’ve tried to keep feudalism around not a half-millennium ago.”
― Exurb1a, Geometry for Ocelots

“The reaches of the current system may seem inescapable at the moment. Well so was the divine rite of kings not too long ago.”
― Exurb1a, Geometry for Ocelots

“You have proof of this?” Leo said. “Yes. There is a plane above Vex that I have glimpsed only once. There are creatures of some kind who inhabit it, unknowable, unfathomable beings. I believe they are the descendants of those few civilisations who learned that dessert need not be eaten after every meal, that on some evenings only one glass of wine is ample, and that a palace may sleep not just a king, but ten thousand”
― Exurb1a, Geometry for Ocelots

“It is my suspicion that the galaxies are drastically distant from one another so they can only be traversed by beings who have already overcome bivnik—by species able to contain their lust for cosmic abasement long enough to resist writing their names on the stars and selling nebulae for advertising space—a kind of evolutionary selection pressure, if you will. Those species that give in to avarice and limitless expansion are doomed to extinction long before gaining the means to leave their galaxy or transcend to the higher-dimensional realms.”
― Exurb1a, Geometry for Ocelots