Deep Crossing Quotes

“full swing. Batman had apparently tried to fly down from his perch above the crowd. He was lying on the floor face down,”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“A little more notoriety and his ego would bring him one short step away from the ugly little snare that waits and watches for those too fond of themselves. It is the same nasty little trap that lures the nouveau rich or puerile famous. As fame and notoriety take hold, suddenly you are surrounded with an ample variety of overindulgences available to you most any time. Innocently you begin sampling the ones that do not offend your morals or ethics while secretly eyeing those that do. After a while, the lines become blurred and they all become indulgences that you rightly deserve, a normal part of the avant-garde life style you lead. The compromises become greater and greater until you are so possessed by overindulgence that you are a person owned by indiscretions, and those who provide them. That is the trap. You lose your self, one sin at a time, until those who specialize in sin can make you serve them and do most anything they require you to do to further their own aims. It is at that point many wealthy or famous individuals decide there is no going back, though they are unwilling to continue. They help fill the news and star magazines with the regretful obituaries of people who gave so much, and who were so dearly loved it seemed unthinkable that they took their own lives. They will always be remembered. There will always be gratitude. Lingering on, are those smart enough to”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“God is a fact to them. God is defined as the basic laws of the universe or cosmos. God is everything that existed the instant before the Big Bang took place. They contend that all humans believe in God, too. If you believe you are real and alive, then by default you must believe that the universe and everything around you is real, therefore you believe in God.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“He smiled and left me to my misgivings about Paris Denard. The man had received too many accolades for too little suffering and now wore them like medals of valor everywhere he went. A little more notoriety and his ego would bring him one short step away from the ugly little snare that waits and watches for those too fond of themselves. It is the same nasty little trap that lures the nouveau rich or puerile famous. As fame and notoriety take hold, suddenly you are surrounded with an ample variety of overindulgences available to you most any time. Innocently you begin sampling the ones that do not offend your morals or ethics while secretly eyeing those that do. After a while, the lines become blurred and they all become indulgences that you rightly deserve, a normal part of the avant-garde life style you lead. The compromises become greater and greater until you are so possessed by overindulgence that you are a person owned by indiscretions, and those who provide them. That is the trap. You lose your self, one sin at a time, until those who specialize in sin can make you serve them and do most anything they require you to do to further their own aims. It is at that point many wealthy or famous individuals decide there is no going back, though they are unwilling to continue. They help fill the news and star magazines with the regretful obituaries of people who gave so much, and who were so dearly loved it seemed unthinkable that they took their own lives. They will always be remembered. There will always be gratitude.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“I wanted to sit in the left pilot’s seat in the worse way, but there was no real reason to.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“insecurity, which makes them cancel out any further daring. But, with others, it has no effect at all, or they decide the prey”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“charge, but aborted three feet away, realizing he had not planned ahead what he would do upon arrival. He finally settled on”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“he forwarded the coordinates to Shelly and Danica. Shelly looked back.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“white rabbit. To my dismay, Erin placed her tablet on the floor, reached up and twisted off her helmet.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“but contained confusion and absurdities. In one passage, she was complaining that negotiations with Genghis Khan were not going”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“on its symbol. To my relief, it turned green and slowly rotated. The flow chart showed a small line of coolant beginning to flow.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“now sealed, in theory we could go right out the door, but lessons of the past have taught us working in the suit and human body”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“to speak, much less protest further. We strapped him in so that he could continue to clutch the fresh white towel against his”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“would not be a threat. From that point, our radiological Easter egg hunt could begin. It was likely if we found the correct signature,”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“was left was to set the thrust levers to auto and hit the Flight Director button to engage, and then watch the autopilot follow”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“apartment. No one knew where Paris was. Doc was duly impressed”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“ago, the first space shuttles had jumped off their pads to construct the first real space station, the circling”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“set up an office for you. Actually, you have your pick”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“approached the door to the hallway, something caught my eye,”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“request on you yet; otherwise I would have known who”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“WARNING!   This is an official intelligence”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“have a prepared response. I had just won the Publisher’s Clearing”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“need.” “How’s the crew roster coming”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“parachute still strapped on, helmet in the left hand. Her”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“brought up the reaction control system diagram on my SICAS”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“some reason realized my wardrobe was a pathetic representation of the unsophisticate. There was the”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“report in at Genesis as soon as you can. Go to the south gate”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“twisted and turned as Danica continued to put it through its”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“popping echoed from the hallway. People were milling”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“shuttle runway 15. Crosswinds 8 knots from three-one-five”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing