Quotes from Peter F. Hamilton

Farside night acts as a magnet as they gather to observe the stars. Eyes and minds linked by telepathy, acting as a gigantic multi-segment telescope. There is no technology, no economy. Their culture is not orientated towards the mechanical or materialistic; their knowledge is their wealth. The data-processing capacity of their linked minds far exceeds that of any electronic computer system, and their perception is not limited to the meagre electromagnetic wavelengths of the optical bands.

Millions of humans live inside the Void. They live lives full of hope and love and laughter; they live lives better than any of us out here.

There's a Silfen path on Viotia?" "Yes. They don't use it much. They don't enjoy planets with civilizations like ours on them.

It does seem somewhat classical. One can hardly credit that Dante did actually get shown around Hell.

We should throw away our arcologies and our starships, and live like the Lord intended

Very Ursula Andress

The flux tube's rain of energy penetrates the tormented lower atmosphere. It is embraced by the Ly-cilph. Their minds consume the power, using it to metamorphose once again. The nodes brought them sentience, the supergiant's surplus energy brings them transcendence. They leave the chrysalis of the flesh behind, shooting up the stream of particles at lightspeed, spacefree and eternal.

For now, we must reprogram the hyperdrive. There are a great many safety limiters to be removed.

The Lord's universe was a lot bigger than the human soul was comfortable with.

He was readying his energistic powers to deal with her bodyguards, who had now caught her up, when she did her level best to ram his testicles into his eye sockets via his intestinal tract.

These idiot Satanists have been dancing through the woods at midnight for centuries, and they've never succeeded in summoning up the dead before.

Dac? R?zboiul Starflyer îl înv??ase ceva era c? evenimentele îi conduc pe oameni, nu invers.

and former for the scent of the flowers.

Another difference," Rob said. "What?" "There's no color on anything they build, no finish or decoration. All the external material is raw." "They're color blind as well." "And immune to esthetics?" "Okay, then. You tell me." "I don't know why, I'm just pointing it out. Their culture has no art." "Have you seen the crap flooding the unisphere these days?

Cagayn police have issued an all-officer dispatch for vans of that description to be pulled over and checked." "The boss would have loved that one: proper police work.

There must be a way.

You are going to have to make considerable adjustments to your culture now you know humans have an immortal soul.

From small foundations of hope, empires can be built.

Machines served life, it could not be otherwise.

If everyone was educated to the highest standard possible. We would all be equal." "We can't all be aristocrats. Who would do all the work?

There was being a whore, and then there was just plain debasing yourself—but it had paid off.

Cast aside your numbers and your coarse voice and learn how to sing, sweet Ozzie. Song is the destiny of all who live who love to live.

You are new to sentience. Your behaviour is still affected by your animal origin.

Despite Alexandre's considerable height, Dellian could never