Rob

“Mine’s Alcibé,” he said. “I didn’t ask for your life story!” I shouted and turned the head around so he was facing away from me.”
― Stephen Kozeniewski, Braineater Jones

“I know people, I know towns, farms, hills and rivers and rocks, I know how the sun at sunset in autumn falls on the side of a certain plowland in the hills; but what is the sense of giving a boundary to all that, of giving it a name and ceasing to love where the name ceases to apply? What is love of one’s country; is it hate of one’s uncountry? Then it’s not a good thing.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Left Hand of Darkness

“If the front door is opened," Barris said, "during our absence, my cassette tape recorder starts recording. It's under the couch. It has a two-hour tape. I placed three omnidirectional Sony mikes at three different--" "You should have told me," Arctor said. "What if they come in through the windows?" Luckman said. "Or the back door?" "To increase the chances of their making their entry via the front door," Barris continued, "rather than in other less usual ways, I providentially left the front door unlocked." After a pause, Luckman began to snigger. "Suppose they don't know it's unlocked?" Arctor said. "I put a note on it," Barris said.”
― Philip K. Dick, A Scanner Darkly

“waiting for the breathers to leave. I felt betrayed. Someone clapped me on the back paternally. “It had to be done, Jones.” I didn’t know him. “Get fucked,” I replied.”
― Stephen Kozeniewski, Braineater Jones