Thin Air Quotes

“You know what you stupid fucking conspiracy assholes just don’t get? No one is that well organized. There is no big Deep State evil, no Corporate Earth Plot to Enslave Humanity. It’s just a bunch of conflicting interests making a fucking mess wherever they go.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“We’re stuck, all of us, flailing around more or less creatively, washed up more or less conveniently, depending on luck. But stuck nonetheless, epoxied into life and circumstance, and always with limited options. The only question is what we do with those options, how we move forward into the time we have remaining.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“She sounded like sex for its own heated sake, like death in a good cause, like clarity of purpose without the dragging, piled-up weight of a million dirty little compromises along the way…”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“You know what you stupid fucking conspiracy assholes just don’t get? No one is that well organized.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Lies are a precious currency—you have to be careful how and where you spend them.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“They tell you to save the ship at all costs. No one ever talks about whether the passengers and crew deserve all that effort.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Like all lotteries, it was an attempt to distract and dilute labor force discontent with irrational hope.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Én azt szeretem, ha a húst tányéron rakják elém, nem körülöttem kószál bégetve.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“- Hát akkor hidd el nekem, hogy Pavel Torres legnagyobb ellensége mindig is Pavel Torres volt. Az a felföldi idióta modellt állhatott volna a balfaszság szobrához.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Anyone inside was going to get simultaneously cooked and shredded like pulled pork shoulder.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Didn’t think they grew guys like you anymore.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Every evening, the Strip flickers to languid life like some faulty neon tube given a kick. It blinks and fizzles and settles down, gleaming slantwise and constant across the street grid of Bradbury’s old quarter like a cryptic grin, like a signal for eager moths.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“think, Raquel, you’d cut the laugh out of a toddler’s throat with a blunt scalpel if you thought you could sell it for cab fare.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Residual biosystems glitches, they said, and told me it’d fade with time. I believed them, because in the end almost everything does.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“I nodded. “Good luck.” “What?” “I thought one of us should say it. Didn’t look like it was going to be you.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Which part of get the fuck out didn’t you understand, hard man?” I got the fuck out.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Something’s not right. Without applying rationale as a mediator, select your first impulse. What would it be?”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“She and Torres have history all over the place. Stuck together in the data like tissues on a lap dance cabin floor.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“we’re all just feeding off the stored fat of a dream gone bad. You want soy sauce on that?”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Tell me something, Gradual—back in Hellas, do they categorize the triads as organized crime?” I paused to let the insult sink in. “Because over here in the Gash, if someone inside the familias andinas was this fucking disorganized, they’d last about ten minutes.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Now.” The monosyllable had all the give of a depleted uranium slug. “You had better come and see us now.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“These days, one of them told me one freezing slow-as-Sunday night, we’re all just feeding off the stored fat of a dream gone bad.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“They’d spit in your eye and walk away if you called them victims, but somehow that same grit never found its way into any built form better than hardscrabble endurance and nonspecific rage.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“But then that’s humans for you—never can trust the stroppy fuckers to live up to the stereotypes you assign.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Fact remains—launch determines orbit, and Torres got a launch in life that put him low and in decay from the start. You just give it time and watch the sky.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“His companions stared at me like frightened children as I came down the stairs, like I’d come down to them on Pachamama’s Own Ladder to the Firmament—some dark spirit too tarnished and twisted with sin to make it through, barred at the top by divine Inti’s doormen, found corrupt and wanting, and thrown back down from paradise among the stars.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“There isn’t actually any escape. Once you understand this, you are empowered.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Living offworld seems to trigger some stubborn aspect of our capacity for superstition; it’s like we need our monsters and our hero saviors a lot more when we’re under alien skies.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“Like so much of what goes on in the Gash, the overall aim is consumer tranquillity, not truth.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air

“lazy-assed journalism stripped down to sound bites and sanitized dross, just enough to scratch the viewing public’s itch for input. Raw spectacle shoved in a blender, shorn of all useful context or depth, then splattered across the audience’s collective face like an endless series of cum shots.”
― Richard K. Morgan, Thin Air