Quotes from Keith R.A. DeCandido

You all got on this boat for different reasons, but you all come to the same place. So now I'm asking more of you than I have before. Maybe all. 'Cause as sure as I know anything, I know this: They will try again. Maybe on another world, maybe on this very ground, swept clean. A year from now, ten, they'll swing back to the belief that they can make people—better. And I do not hold to that. So no more running. I aim to misbehave.

All aspects of honor derive from honesty. A liar cannot truly be honorable, for where is the honor in deception?

Honor is served only by combat that elevates the spirit. Correct choices—of whom we fight, and why, and how we live—are paving stones. Taken together, they can make a road we travel to reach honor.

It was said six hundred years ago by a great man. He said, 'They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety.

One of the lessons Deanna Campbell tried very hard to instill in her daughter was that a hunter's best weapon wasn't a shotgun. Nor was it holy water. It wasn't even a Claymore that killed a vampire, a demon, or a family of ghouls.

I'm afraid any plans you have to kill him will have to wait—I believe he is the only person on the ship who can handle the maneuvering properly." Klag grinned. "Pity, that." "It's all part of my cunning plan," Leskit drawled from the pilot's station. "I'm trying to make myself indispensable." "Some of us would settle for useful," Klag said

Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it. Those who do learn from history are doomed to make new mistakes. And those who only learn selected lessons from history are doomed to do both.

Dad had this story. A Marine and a Navy guy walk into a bathroom together. They both take a piss, and then the sailor goes to the sink. The Marine heads for the door, and the sailor says, 'Hey—in the Navy they teach us to wash up after we take a leak.' And the Marine turns around and says, 'Yeah? Well, in the Marines they teach us not to piss on our hands.

Currently he was going through the entire Nero Wolfe series by Rex Stout, He'd just finished Murder by the Book and was in the process of downloading Triple Jeopardy to his e-reader when the alarm went off.

Death is the one foe that everyone faces, the one foe that never loses.

Dad had this story. A Marine and a Navy guy walk into a bathroom together. They both take a piss, and then sailor goes to the sink. The Marine heads for the door, and the sailor says, "Hey- in the Navy they teach us to wash up after we take a leak." And the Marine turns around and says, "Yeah? Well, in the Marines they teach us not to piss on our hands.

What kind of a house doesn't have salt? Low sodium freaks!

Needle in a haystack's easy - just bring a magnet." Eliot stared witheringly at Hardison. "You take the poetry out of everything." "Says the man who'd just punch the haystack.

The beginning of wisdom is the statement 'I do not know'. The person who cannot make that statement is one who will never learn anything.

And the next time Ash needs a favor, he can go bite me.

The world tells us what we need to know when we are ready to know it and not before. That's the way of things.

Dude, you are not equating being on that lame-ass Star Search wannabe show with hosting American Bandstand, are you?

Who's the genius who thought replacing Dick Clark with Ryan Seacrest was a good idea?

Life was, in fact, cheap. If life was such a glorious, magnificent, wonderful thing, then it wouldn't be so easy to take it away. If life was a great gift, then he wouldn't be able to kill a fellow human being with one hand...

The trick is to recognize the flaw in yourself and work to correct it.

I can follow pretty much every programming language out there, I can make a two-hundred-year-old diary out of some really nasty ingredients, I can even make sense out of the instruction booklets that come with IKEA furniture, but I can*not* make heads or tails of this nonsense right here.

What is that *smell*?" Eliot shook his head. "I keep telling you, it's fresh air.

The beginning of wisdom is the statement 'I don't know'. The person who cannot make that statement is one who will never learn anything.

She's one you *really* care about, isn't she?" Eliot shook his head. "How can you read other people so well, and completely misread me?" Frowning, Sophie asked, "What do you mean?" Looking right into her eyes, Eliot said, "I care about *all* of them.