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Not until September 2003, more than two years after the shutdown of Napster's servers, did the first really successful public torrent site go live: the Pirate Bay.

"Could you, like, FXP me the file, dogg?"

You didn't solve the problem of piracy by calling the cops. You solved it by putting out Thriller.

NO THEFT TOLERATED

They Shall Grow Not Old

"The avtomata are changing, Jabar," I say finally. "If different is bad, buddy, then we're in for a whole lot of bad."

All things are born from the mind of god. But in the last month, the mind of god had gone insane.

Only the awful mechanical grinding crunch of metal collapsing into metal echoes in my ears.

...Something is hinky about our communications. I've noticed that all the folks I speak to have a similar twang. It could be some kind of atmospheric thing or maybe the equipment is funky, but all the voices are starting to sound the same...

I do not understand what I see next. The old lady android... grimaces.

Metaphysical speculation wasn’t his thing. If something really existed, you had to accept it as a reality, whether or not it made sense or was logical. That was his basic way of thinking. Principles and logic didn’t give birth to reality. Reality came first, and the principles and logic followed. So, he decided, he would have to begin by accepting this reality: that there were two moons in the sky.

The suit was pink, but an odd sort of pink, like some other color had been accidentally mixed in. They had probably been aiming for a classy, subdued sort of hue, but because they didn’t get it right, the pink of her suit sank deeply back into diffidence, concealment, and resignation.

"Loneliness becomes an acid that eats away at you."

"Strictly speaking, the Catholic Church has still not publicly accepted the Copernican theory."

Book 2 — July-September

"There is no need for the one in the center of a whirlpool to move. That is what those around the edge must do."

Featureless houses without end stretched across the flat, featureless earth, thrusting numberless TV antennas skyward like so many insects.

"This is an important announcement. This is flight 121 to Los Angeles. If your travel plans today do not include Los Angeles, now would be the perfect time to disembark."

"The purpose of having the sun go low in the evenings, in the summer, especially in parks," said the voice earnestly, "is to make girl's breasts bob up and down more clearly to the eye..."

He unpacked his towel and another few odd bits and pieces from the plastic bag he had acquired at the Port Brasta Mega-Market. The slogan on the side was a clever and elaborate pun in Lingua Centauri which was completely incomprehensible in any other language and therefore entirely pointless for a Duty Free Shop at a spaceport.

“Daenerys is the only hope,” he concluded.

Cersei

"...but Tyrion is Tywin's son, not you..."

Samwell

“Bed a girl and kill a boy and I am yours. Do you have the courage?”

The Soiled Knight

"The more you give a king the more he wants. We are walking on a bridge of ice with an abyss on either side. Pleasing one king is difficult enough. Pleasing two is hardly possible."

"If I survive this, I'll tell people I was pissing rocket fuel."

"Million-mile-high-club," Martinez said. "Nice!"

"Yeah. I’m concerned about what I ate last night. I think it had an eyeball in it."