Quotes from Richard K. Morgan

Será mejor que se vaya, teniente. Todos estos prejuicios me dan dolor de cabeza.

Make it personal.

Nadie es intocable. Ni siquiera los mats. Begin me miró con tristeza. - Usted no es de aquí - dijo -. Eso se nota.

El ojo humano es un instrumento maravilloso» -dije, citando Poemas y otras tergiversaciones -. «Con un pequeño esfuerzo no es capaz de ver las peores injusticias».

Half the things we dig up, we have no idea what they are, and we still sell them as fucking coffee-table trinkets. Right now, someone back on Latimer has probably got the encoded secret of a faster-than-light drive mounted on their fucking living room wall." She paused. "And it's probably upside down.

I am Welcomed in the Home of Ravens and Other Scavengers in the Wake of Warriors," Ringil recited for him, hollowly. "I am Friend to Carrion Crows and Wolves. I am Carry Me and Kill with Me, and Die with Me Where the Road Ends. I am not the Honeyed Promise of Length of Life in Years to Come, I am the Iron Promise of Never Being a Slave.

The priest I didn't talk to at all, because I didn't want to have to hide his body afterwards.

Forty years ago, before I went away, you could get the same phlegmatic responses to economic hardship from the Suzi Petkovskis of this world. The same clamped, chain-smoking capacity for endurance, the same grim shrug, as if politics were some kind of massive, capricious weather system you couldn't do anything about. I went back to watching the skyline.

The eyes, set in jet skin, were a startling pale green. Kadmin had freed himself from conventional perceptions of the physical. In an earlier age, he would have been a shaman; here, the centuries of technology had made him more. An electronic demon, a malignant spirit that dwelled in altered carbon and emerged only to possess flesh and wreak havoc.

Preferiría que no fumara aquí. - Kawahara, yo en cambio preferiría que usted se muriera de una hemorragia interna, pero no creo que vaya a hacerlo.

He is as corrupt as the rest of them. As all the materialists.' 'Yeah, but give him his due. If his daughter ever gets raped, he's unlikely to beat her to death for dishonouring him.' She flinched. 'You are talking about an isolated incident, this is not—' 'Four.' I held out my fingers, rigid in front of her face. 'I'm talking about four isolated incidents. And that's just this year.

People envy me, people hate me. It is the price of success." This was news to me. People hate me on a dozen different worlds, and I've never considered myself a successful man.

But then that's humans for you—never can trust the stroppy fuckers to live up to the stereotypes you assign.

So if some idiot politician, some power player, tries to execute policies that harm you or those you care about, take it personally. Get angry.

The Machinery of Justice will not serve you here—it is slow and cold, and it is theirs, hardware and soft-. Only the little people suffer at the hands of Justice; the creatures of power slide out from under with a wink and a grin.

Durante toda una eternidad, nuestras palabras pasaban de los murmullos a las exclamaciones excitadas. Cambiábamos de postura y nos mordisqueábamos suavemente, mientras me embargaba un sentimiento que amenazaba con desbordarme por mis ojos. La presión era insostenible; me abandoné y descargué en ella mientras la sentía buscar los últimos vestigios de mi erección con sus últimas contracciones.

I felt a cold circle of metal touch the base of my skull. That's exactly what you think it is, a calm voice said. Yo do the wrong thing, and the cops are going to be picking bits of your cortical stack out of that wall for weeks.

Estás intentando emborracharte? - Por supuesto que sí. Si tengo que hablar conmigo mismo, no veo qué necesidad hay de hacerlo sobrio.

That's right, Dragonbane. And brothers always stood together, the buffalo came when they were called, the grass grew taller and greener, and it never fucking rained. Get a grip, old man.

I remembered the way Reileen Kawahara had dealt with two unfaithful minions. The animal sounds they had made came back to me in dreams for a long time afterwards. Reileen's argument, framed as she peeled an apple against the backdrop of those screams, was that since no one really dies anymore, punishment can come only through suffering. I felt my new face twitch, even now, with the memory.

Todavía tengo una conciencia haciendo ruido en alguna parte. Sólo que me he olvidado de dónde la dejé.

Basically, she argues that the Secession was an example of a nation-state going extinct because it failed to adapt. America couldn't cope with modernity, it died from the shock and was torn apart by more adaptive entities. Though I think she tends to skate around the edge of what America really died of." "Which is what?" Yavuz shrugged. "Fear.

the end, she realized, he had successfully invited them all to die simply by promising to do it with them. It was all they would ask of any commander.

Ringil, preparing to hand out some straightforward reassurance, felt mischief sparkle through him instead. It was the call of impending risk, he knew, the itch to action—and a long building irritation with Nyanar that finally flared to life. He put on a breezy grin. "But my lord Nyanar! That's what gives life its savor, is it not? Where would we be if the future were always known?