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“Do you play games of chance?”“Emphatically yes. The process of living is a game of chance. To avoid chance is insanity.”
— Larry Niven
writer, novelist, screenwriter, mathematician, science fiction writer
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“Do you play games of chance?”“Emphatically yes. The process of living is a game of chance. To avoid chance is insanity.”
Gambling was safer than war. More fun, too. Best of all, it gave him better odds.
I’d thought my way into this mess. I should be able to think my way out, shouldn’t I?
A sufficiently intelligent being will look about her, solve all questions, then cease activity.
Ten thousand years wasn't enough...no lifetime was enough, unless you lived it in such a way as to make it enough.
Time is a one-way street with no parking spaces. You just have to keep going.
A machine has no mind to read; you never know when it’s going to betray you—
It does not destroy matter, which is reassuring. Rewriting one law of physics is worse than trying to eat one peanut.
A thrint was master over every intelligent beast. This was the Powergiver’s primal decree, made before he made the stars. So said all of the twelve thrintun religions, though they fought insanely over other matters.
Putting a monkey wrench in machinery is often the only way to force somebody to repair, replace, or redesign the machinery. Especially legal or social machinery.
A ramrobot had been the first to see Mount Lookitthat. Ramrobots had been first visitors to all the settled worlds. The interstellar ramscoop robots, with an unrestricted fuel supply culled from interstellar hydrogen, could travel between stars at speeds approaching that of light.
Matthew Leiah Keller sat beneath a watershed tree and brooded. Other children played all around him, but they ignored Matt. So did two teachers on monitor duty. People usually ignored Matt when he wanted to be alone. Uncle Matt was gone. Gone to a fate so horrible that the adults wouldn't even talk about it.
You look like a girl with a secret," Matt said. "I think it must be the smile." Matt smiled with one side of his mouth to show that he knew what was coming. She said it anyway. "So can I.
There were organ banks all over the world, inadequately supplied by people kind enough to will their bodies to medical science. The idea had spread like wildfire .... like a moral plague, as one critic of the time had put it.
Jesus Pietro wasn't used to dealing with ghosts. Grimly he set out to evolve them.
Jesus Pietro was worried. The Sons of Earth, if they got this far, would go straight to the vivarium to free their compatriots. But if Matthew Keller was his own agent... If the ghost of Alpha Plateau was not a rebel, but a thing with its own unpredictable purpose... Jesus Pietro worried.
Parlette spoke slowly and evenly. "I am trying to prevent a bloodbath. Is that clear enough for you? I'm trying to prevent a civil war that could kill half the people in this world."
The bleeding-heart symbol does not represent any known revolutionary organization. … Yes, the bleeding heart was something else again. A gruesome symbol on a vivarium floor. Fingers that broke without their owner noticing. An ink drawing appearing from nowhere on a dossier cover, like a signature. A signature.
He was sick of having to be afraid. It was a situation to drive a man right out of his skull. If he stopped being afraid, even for an instant, he could be killed! But now, at least for the moment, he could stop listening for footsteps, stop trying to look in all directions at once. A sonic stunner was a surer bet than a hypothetical, undependable psi power. It was real, cold and hard in his hand.
I have a kind of psychic invisibility. As long as I can stay scared, I can keep people from seeing me. That's what we have to count on.
Millard Parlette was near exhaustion. … Sometimes it seemed to him, that he was at the end of his life, that he'd waited just long enough to meet this — the crisis he'd foreseen a hundred years ago. … Known rebels moved freely through the Hospital, and no one could touch them. Their attitude toward the police was rude and contemptuous. Rumor had it that Millard Parlette was drafting new laws to further restrict police power. It didn't help that the rumors were true.
Louis knew a few xenophobes, and regarded them as dolts.
Fear is the brother of hate.
The Gods do not protect fools. Fools are protected by more capable fools.
To witness titanic events is always dangerous, usually painful, and often fatal.
The perversity of the universe tends towards a maximum. The universe is hostile.
One mark of a good officer, he remembered, was the ability to make quick decisions. If they happen to be right, so much the better.
Seen through the glow of a building orgasm, a woman seems to blaze with angelic glory.
The majority is always sane.
Tell them the universe is too complicated a toy for a sensibly cautious being to play with.
Rod privately suspected the Scots studied their speech off duty so they’d be unintelligible to the rest of humanity.
Species evolve to meet the environment. An intelligent species changes the environment to suit itself. As soon as a species becomes intelligent, it should stop evolving.
“Perhaps I was expecting too much.”“Perhaps. We’re all waiting as fast as we can.”
“It’s a nitwit idea.”“Nitwit ideas are for emergencies. You use them when you’ve got nothing else to try. If they work, they go in the Book. Otherwise you follow the Book, which is largely a collection of nitwit ideas that worked.”
He liked everything about the university except the students.
And that’s another reason I don’t want contact between your species and mine. You’re all Crazy Eddies. You think every problem has a solution.
I sometimes wonder why the aristocracy isn’t extinct, the lot of you seem so stupid sometimes.
As I said, it was inevitable, and I don’t let laws of nature upset me.
She waited for him to explain a universe in which there was so much injustice.
It had been a long dull evening, with only the thought of leaving the party early to look forward to.
Doctor, you keep asking me to see your point of view, which is based on ethics. You never see mine, which isn’t.
“Can you take orders?”“Means yes.”
He felt good. At worst he had found a brand-new way to die.
We need to take command of the solar system to gain that wealth, and to escape the sea of paper our government is becoming, and for some decent chance of stopping a Dinosaur Killer asteroid.
He’s a computer. Perfect memory, rigid logic, no judgment. I forgot. I talked to him like a human being, and now—
My self-centeredness is as human as your fanaticism.
Too much imagination and I’ll scare myself to death. Too little and I’ll get myself killed.
Suddenly Corbell missed Mirabelle terribly. He mourned her, not because she was dead, but because she was gone.
War between the sexes had always seemed silly to Corbell. Too much fraternizing with the enemy, ha-ha.
Civilization must have become awfully stereotyped before its collapse.
We learn only to ask more questions.
Forget the infinities: Concentrate on detail.
There is never no hope left. Remember.
Sometimes there’s no point in giving up.
Cooking was creation itself; It seemed to put the universe in perspective.
“I copied it.”“Sure you did, joker, but they drew what they thought you wanted and you copied what you thought you saw—”
Sex was a game nobody lost.
What’s intelligence for if not for seeking knowledge?
“It’s a joy,” she said, “watching you keep your mouth shut.”
We follow the scientists around and look over their shoulders. They're watching their feet: provable mistakes are bad for them. We're looking as far ahead as we can, and we don't get penalized for mistakes.
The wealth of the universe is all over your head. We need to take command of the solar system to gain that wealth, and to escape the sea of paper our government is becoming, and for some decent chance of stopping a Dinosaur Killer asteroid.
We've fallen way behind. Building one space station for everyone was and is insane: we should have built a dozen.
Cheap superconductors imply maglev trains everywhere. Computers could get big again, with RAM/ROM rising by powers of forty and fifty, if superconductors shed the heat. Laser handguns against superconducting armor. I'm not predicting; I just love playing with superconductors.
Here is where the predictions failed: We didn't take Cargo Cult mentality into account: "if somebody has something I don't, he must have stolen it." We didn't understand how good we could get at communication — when you have something that someone else doesn't, the whole damn planet knows it.
1a) Never throw shit at an armed man. 1b) Never stand next to someone who is throwing shit at an armed man.
2) Never fire a laser at a mirror.
3) Mother Nature doesn't care if you're having fun.
5) Psi and/or magical powers, if real, are nearly useless.
6) It is easier to destroy than create. Bin Laden tore down the World Trade Center? Let's see him build one. If human beings didn't have a strong preference for creation, nothing would get built, ever.
7) Any damn fool can predict the past.
8) History never repeats itself.
9) Ethics change with technology.
10) Anarchy is the least stable of social structures.
11) There is a time and place for tact. And there are times when tact is entirely misplaced.
16) There is no cause so right that one cannot find a fool following it. To prove a point, one may seek out a foolish Socialist, thirteenth century Liberal, Scientologist, High Frontier advocate, Mensa member, science fiction fan, Jim Bakker acolyte, Christian, witch, or fanatical devotee of Special Interest Lib. It doesn't really reflect on the cause itself. Ad hominem argument saves time, but it's still a fallacy.
17) No technique works if it isn't used.
There were timelines branching and branching, a mega-universe of universes, millions more every minute. Billions? Trillions? The universe split every time someone made a decision. Split, so that every decision ever made could go both ways. Every choice made by every man, woman, and child was reversed in the universe next door.
19) Think before you make the coward's choice. Old age is not for sissies.
1) Writers who write for other writers should write letters.
2) Never be embarrased or ashamed about anything you choose to write. (Think of this before you send it to a market)
3) Stories to end all stories on a given topic, don't.
4) It is a sin to waste the reader's time.
5) If you've nothing to say, say it any way you like. Stylistic innovations, contorted story lines or none, exotic or genderless pronouns, internal inconsistencies, the recipe for preparing your lover as a cannibal banquet: feel free. If what you have to say is important and/or difficult to follow, use the simplest language possible. If the reader doesn't get it then, let it not be your fault.
We need to take command of the solar system to gain that wealth, and to escape the sea of paper our government is becoming, and for some decent chance of stopping a Dinosaur Killer asteroid.
We need to take command of the solar system to gain that wealth, and to escape the sea of paper our government is becoming, and for some decent chance of stopping a Dinosaur Killer asteroid.
There’s always another problem behind the one you just solved. Does that mean that you should stop solving problems?
For each human being there is an optimum ratio between change and stasis. Too little change, he grows bored. Too little stability, he panics and loses his ability to adapt.
Drugs: “There’s no way to keep them from getting in. Anyone who wants drugs can get them. We make arrests where we can, and so what? Me, I’m betting on Darwin.”“The next generation won’t use drugs because they’ll be descended from people who had better sense.”
That's the thing about people who think they hate computers … What they really hate are lousy programmers.
Think of it as evolution in action.
God was knocking, and he wanted in bad.
Half of wisdom is learning what to unlearn.
Everything starts as somebody's daydream.
The dinosaurs became extinct because they didn't have a space program. And if we become extinct because we don't have a space program, it'll serve us right!
The Unexpected always comes at the most awkward times.
Part of being a coward is wanting security.
Do you know what it’s like to be suddenly poor and not know how to live poor?
There is no turning away from knowledge.
“Do you believe in hunches?”“Neither do I. Except just this once.”
The moral of this story is, anything you don’t understand is dangerous until you do understand it.
“Does it help you to know that you’ve ruined my day?”“It does, yes.”
I didn’t want to find her. Not now. Our bargain had been clear, and also inevitable; and there are advantages to sleeping alone. I’ll think of them in a moment.
Just take my word for it, will you? Assume I’m a genius.
Was he deadpan because he didn’t care anymore? How much boredom can you meet in three hundred years?
Any time seems long when you need to make a decision but can’t.
“Do you like strange places and faraway people—or vice versa?”“Both.”
The trouble with sharing too many beds was that one’s chance of running into a really bad situation was improved almost to certainty.
Presently she gave her considered opinion. “Idiots.”“No. They’re just like all of us: They want something for nothing.”
I had to grin. Morris was shocked and horrified. I’d shown him a brand new sin.
A species that can’t develop spaceflight is no better than animals.
When you trade among the stars, there is no repeat business.
Stupidity is always a capital crime.
The morning was blacker than the inside of a smoker’s lungs.
There was this about him: he knew who I was, but he hadn’t remembered my name. Ron Cole had better things to think about than what name belonged with whom. A name was only a tag and a conversational gambit.
I asked him, “Do you know the difference between nude and naked?”“Nude is artistic. Naked is defenseless.”
Anyone who says human nature can’t be changed is out of his head. To make it stick, he’s got to define human nature—and he can’t.
Peace isn’t a stable condition, not for us. Maybe not for anything that lives.
“That’s impossible. Isn’t it? Carlos?”Carlos’ mouth twisted. “Not if it’s being done.”
In a universe the size of ours almost anything that can happen, will.
