Quotes from Kevin J. Anderson

It was like there was a pile of kindling that was in the back of my imagination just waiting there. Once I lit it, it just flared up and I kept getting ideas and ideas.

We wanted to write the first prequels as a story that anyone could pick up.

My dad is a bank president and my mom was an accountant and they didn't think that seeking the life of a freelance writer was very practical, you see. Of course, I was just as determined to do it.

I always had this non-stop drive. I had to keep sending stories out and every once in awhile I'd get something accepted or get the little trickle of positive feedback.

I did several interesting jobs, working in restaurants, I worked at a lab rat farm, feeding and watering all these rats. Then I got a full-time job as a technical writer for a large scientific research laboratory.

Wouldn't you like to have an augmented memory chip that you could plug into your head so you don't have to look everything up and remember everything?

The people who make policy decisions should damned well know what they are talking about before they make the decisions. There is nobody who is an expert on cloning who would be afraid after seeing Attack of the Clones.

While death isn't a sure thing anymore, taxes still are.

There will come a time of fire and night, when enemies rise and empires fall, when the suns themselves begin to die.

It's just human, or inhuman, nature: People will find a way to make a big deal out of their differences-the smaller, the better. It reminded me of the Mantagues and the Capulets (if I wanted to think highbrow), or the Hatfields and the McCoys (if I wanted to go lowbrow)...or the Jets and the Sharks (if I happened to feel musical).

We say the poison is in the dose. The same herb that can relieve a condition can also kill a patient if the dose be too large. And sometimes the efficacious does is large, so near the lethal dose, we have to work by very small increments to avoid taking a life.

On second glance, though, the activities didn't seem regimented or organized enough to have been put together by the Earth military. The EDF tended to lay out everything in straight lines and perfect grids. Conversely, this work seemed energetic and independent, as if each unit was following only a general master plan.

Just because they don't hear the song (of the world) doesn't mean it's silent.

the best revenge is living well

He didn't say a word, but he grew coldly, murderously furious.

All of the stray asbestos fibers would certainly have been removed with meticulous care. The contractors were, after all, government employees. That thought sparked uneasiness in him all over again.

The world was her oyster, except she didn't care for oysters. Better yet, the world was her raspberry. She liked raspberries.

Mama was making a fresh pot of coffee. She'd make it weak and complain that it tasted funny being ground up right there on the spot instead of coming out of a can all ready to brew.

Dreamers have a hidden strength that is often mistaken for meekness by those who have power." The

A good indicator of a healthy economy is when people buy completely useless things.

In a time of war and rationing, folks have no choice but to accept whatever reports come their way. They don't hear anything else.

Words aren't wasted, but sometimes they're just practice.

He looked up. His mouth stayed where it was and noise quit coming out of it. Yes, Asil thought, the other's awe soothing the feathers that had been ruffled by the wait, I am beautiful.

Our scars tell stories of who we are and what we did. A person without marks hasn't done anything.