Quotes from John Scalzi

Cardenia gawked at Rachela I. "You're unbelievable." "I worked in marketing," Rachela I said. "Before I was a prophet. After, too, but we didn't call it that after that point.

We don't get to choose our battles.

The idea of spending another six hours with Leon and his farts was more than I could take.

You have doubted me. Doubt me no longer. You have come to destroy me. I am not destroyed. You have come to burn me. I am the consuming fire. You will feel what it is to burn.

The universe isn't going to be conquered by legions of geriatrics. No offense.

It's a hell of a thing to say good-bye to your whole life.

It's just a reminder that war favors the rich. The ones who can leave, do. The ones who can't, suffer." Kiva was silent for a moment. Then, "Fuck you for having a conscience, Tomi.

Don't bring a spoon to a toothbrush fight

Lenson Ornill took in Grayland II's words, their intent and meaning, what they boded for the church as he understood it, his faith as he had developed it, and the genesis of his engagement with both, trapped in that small cabin, struggling to breathe, all those many long years ago. And then, quite without meaning to, he uttered the words to encapsulate what he was feeling about each, in this one epochal moment. "Well, fuck," he said.

Hey, you know what, basing an entire system of social, political and economic control on the vague, all-too-easily misinterpreted words of a single person claiming divine inspiration is probably not actually all that smart, now, is it.

At least one tribe, the Geln, strongly opposed attacking the Colonial Union, since humans were reasonably strong, distressingly tenacious and not especially principled when they felt threatened.

Breakfast was amazing, and I say that having been married to a woman who could make a breakfast spread that would have made Gandhi stop a fast.

the cynical could afford the luxury of their cynicism because of the stability of the system they mocked.

I'm not sure I like their plan for converting us to their religion, seeing as it involves dying and all.

Do your people have racists? People who believe they are inherently superior to all other types of intelligent people?" "We have some," Sorvalh said. "They're generally agreed to be idiots.

Mom, I remember Lizzie," Hart said. "She's really not my type." "She has a brother," Wes said, from his lounge. "He's not my type, either," Hart said.

I was just talking about you," Cardenia said, coming up to him. "To your imaginary friends, I see." "They're not imaginary. They're just not real." "Very subtle distinction.

It's not a bad idea." "It's a terrible idea," Oi said. "It just has the advantage of being better than the other option.

Wes is Wes," Alastair said. "One in every family. I love him, but I think of him as a sarcastic pet.

It's this: Confidence isn't about knowing you're right. Confidence is about knowing you can make it right.

The Fflict recognized five genders: male, female, zhial, yal, and neuter. Aul was zhial, and ze liked zis pronouns accurately stated. I would too, in zis position.

I'm a seething cauldron of disconnected rage on the inside, Lieutenant." "Ah, repression," Keyes said. "Excellent. Try to avoid taking a potshot at me when you finally blow, please." "I can't promise anything, sir," Alan said.

Go ahead and eat all you want, but avoid excessively fatty foods, since one of these is going to tell your body to purge fats in a way that absolutely challenges normal sphincter control." "That's . . . not great." "It's a mess. Seriously, don't even think about trying to fart for the next eighteen hours. It's not a fart. You will regret it.

I mean that you and I know that in this universe, God is a hack, he said. He's a writer on an awful science fiction television show, and He can't plot His way out of a box. How do you have faith when you know that?