Quotes from John Scalzi

Even without the Interdependency, being interdependent was the best way for humanity to survive.

I served with that son of a bitch, Corporal. Ruiz wouldn't compliment his mother for giving birth to him, if you know what I mean.

Teenagers can be idiotic and stupid, but teenagers also model their behavior from the signals they get from adults.

Well, I'm sorry you might possibly be out a bit of money, Jack," Isabel said. "Jesus, Isabel," Holloway said. He opened the door. "A bit of money? Try at least a couple billion credits. That's billion, with a b. Saying that's a bit of money is like saying a forest fire is a nice way to roast some marshmallows.

God damn it, Thomas said as he sat down at the table, carrying a tray so piled with food that it was a miracle he could even lift it. Aren't we all just too good-looking for words.

Christ on a Popsicle stick.

Jack Holloway told me he would get the son of a bitch who killed my child and the mate of my child, Papa continued. Jack Holloway did get that son of a bitch. Jack Holloway got you. You are the man who killed my child. Get off my planet, you son of a bitch.

The reality is more complicated, but as with most humans, the people on Earth prefer the simple answer.

This is the last time I would ever visit the cemetery or my wife's grave, but I didn't want to expend too much effort in trying to remember it. As I said, this is the place where she's never been anything but dead. There's not much value in remembering that.

Harvey knew what he was and what he was best at: He was a noisy son of a bitch and he was good at making things fall down and go boom.

Leon had attached himself to me in Chicago like a fat, brat-and-beer-filled tick; I was amazed that someone whose blood was clearly half pork grease had made it to age seventy-five.

because she wasn't some fucking fictional character destined to do whatever some goddamn hack wanted her to do.

I'm a 'the glass is half-empty and filled with poison' kind of guy, actually

It is sort of remarkable to me how much grief can well up when a pet dies, until one remembers that they are in fact people, who just happen not to be human.

It's okay if we turned entire cities full of people into nuclear ash, but the idea of monsters having a nibble afterward was just too much.

Imagine waking up and finding your first and last view of the world was a shotgun barrel. That'd be a hell of a life.

Simply put, she was the one who had to put up with me. That she did so with love and patience and encouragement instead of strangling me, throwing my remains into a wood chipper, and then pretending she had never been married to me at all is a testament to the fact that she is, in fact, the single best person I know.

What if I told you that that which makes you fundamentally human is something that you share with another people, a people so different from you that they might appear strange or frightening at first glance. A people who might terrify you from appearance alone. Could you make the jump, and understand that inside, they are not so different at all?

I don't look smug." "You always look smug. You have resting smug face.

If knew you were going to drug me, kidnap me, and take me back to the dark ages with out my pants, I never would have slept with you.

Hiding the past never works as well as simply neglecting it.

Colonization is the key to our race's survival. It's as simple as that. We must colonize or be closed off and contained by other races.

The Scooby gang doesn't travel because they are looking for crimes to solve. They travel because they're one step ahead of the deprogrammers. Somehow, Fred's got them all snookered. It probably has something to do with the Scooby Snacks.

She was old and crankily conservative in the way only old liberals could be.