Julian Comstock Quotes

“You must not make the mistake of thinking that because nothing lasts, nothing matters.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“I want a better Bible, Adam. I want a Bible in which the Fruit of Knowledge contains the Seeds of Wisdom, and makes life more pleasurable for mankind, not worse. I want a Bible in which Isaac leaps up from the sacrificial stone and chokes the life out of Abraham, to punish him for the abject and bloody sin of Obedience. I want a Bible in which Lazarus is dead and stubborn about it, rather than standing to attention at the beck and call of every passing Messiah.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“What a person runs from and what a person runs to aren't always as different as we hope.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“Certainly it's a rare glimpse into the lives of the Secular Ancients. They don't seem as bad as the Dominion histories make them out to be. Though clearly they were imperfect."

"I don't deny that they were imperfect," Julian said in a distant voice. "I'm not uncritical of the Secular Ancients, Adam. They had all sorts of vices, and they committed one sin for which I can never bring myself to entirely forgive them."

"What sin is that?"

"They evolved into us," he said.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“I thought of Einstein, and his insistence that no particular point of view was more privileged than any other: in other words his ‘general relativity’, and its claim that the answer to the question ‘What is real?” begins with the question ‘Where are you standing?”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“I was east of Skepticism and north of Faith, with an unsettled compass and variable winds. But I could offer up a prayer as well as the next man, and leave it to Heaven to judge the result.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“The territory through which we passed had been overbuilt in the days over the Secular Ancients, but only a few traces of that exuberant time remained, and a whole forest had grown up since then, maple and birch and pine, its woody roots no doubt entwined with artifacts from the Efflorescence of Oil and with the bones of the artifacts' owners. What is the modern world, Julian once asked, but a vast Cemetery, reclaimed by nature? Every step we took reverberated in the skulls of our ancestors, and I felt as if there were centuries rather than soil beneath my feet.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“We call people rats, who desert a sinking ship; but in some cases the rat has the wisdom of the situation.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“A man who submits himself wholeheartedly to God might handle them and not be harmed. That was the faith my father had professed. Certainly he trusted God, in his own case, and believed God manifested Himself in the rolled eyes of his congregants and in their babble of incomprehensible tongues. Trust and be saved, was his philosophy. And yet in the end it was the snakes that killed him. I wondered which element of the calculation had ultimately failed him—human faith or divine patience.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“Our truest and best American antiquity, as the Dominion History of the Union insisted, was the nineteenth century, whose household virtues and modest industries we had been forced by circumstance to imperfectly restore, whose skills were unfailingly practical, and whose literature was often useful and improving.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“… the vices and wickedness of the Secular Era, some of which still lingered, he said, in the cities of the East – irreligiosity, scepticism, occultism, depravity. And I thought of the ideas I had so casually imbibed from Julian and (indirectly) from Sam, some of which I had even begun to believe: Einsteinism, Darwinism, space travel …”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“The book was a pleasure to write, and I thought it both original and good, though what was original about it was not necessarily good, and what was good about it was not always original.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“There is something mournful and uneasy about waking up late at night on a moving train. The wheels clicked a bony rhythm, the engine growled like a distant Leviathan, and from time to time the whistle sounded a cry so lonesome it seemed to speak for the whole wide moonless night.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“God, he asserted, was not contained in any Book, but was a Voice, which every human being could hear (and which most of us chose to ignore). The common name of that voice was Conscience; but it was a God by any reasonable definition, Stepney claimed.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“Gods, the pamphlets asserted, were not supernatural beings, but tenuously living things, like ethereal plants, that evolved in concert with the human species. We were simply their medium—our brains and flesh the soil in which they sprouted and grew.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“Even a dry well may freshen.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America

“The universe, it seemed, was full to brimming with lonesome places.”
― Robert Charles Wilson, Julian Comstock: A Story of 22nd-Century America