Quotes About Charles Stross

Writing novels takes up about 100% of my available working time.

--but I find her personality annoying. It's like being molested by a sleeping bag that speaks in Comic Sans with little love-hearts over the i's.

What you or I would recognize as an alien invasion by tentacled horrors from beyond spacetime Angleton would see as a teachable moment.

You've just spent an entire prehistoric human lifetime as an ice ghoul and people are needling you for having too many arms? I shake my head. I just assume you have a good reason.

He monologued at me. With PowerPoint.?? ??He what? And you're still sane? Obviously I underestimated you.??

Someday I'll write a textbook about personality profiling through possessions; but for now let's just say this example is screaming "megalomaniac!" at me.

Back to my question: is it better to reign in Hell—or should I aspire to be a citizen in the early years of a better nation?

And convincing someone that an outrageous ritual has caused them to forget the constitutional bedrock of their society is hard.

his beard is about thirty centimeters long, grizzled and salted and bifurcated. It has so much character that it's probably being hunted by a posse of typographers.

But I can't be in three places at once!" "Tough," says Mo, and that shell-like expression cracks into a grin. "You're management now; isn't it time you learned to delegate?

It has so much character that it's probably being hunted by a posse of typographers.

This would be an extinction event for humanity. We can't let it happen. It is also a who-poisoned-my-beehives event for the Black Pharaoh, which is why He's trying to prevent it. (We bring Him honey: He keeps us around.)

demonstrating the importance of being Ernst as the marketing department put it.

one of the quirkier cognitive disorders to which software project management is prone.

So once again Janice proves that not only is she a nerd, she's a useful nerd who gets to stay on the team.

What band does the necromancer dance to? Boney M.)

he looked like an escapee from a reeducation camp for fashion criminals.

Firewyrms (I refuse to dignify those things by calling them dragons; real dragons should be elegant reptilian predators, not sea slugs with wings that vomit acid).

There are rumors about the depraved and perverted practices of the pulchritudinous protestant puritan plutocratic penis-people priesthood, of shadowy bacchanalian polyamorous practices. ... I suspect, to be blunt, someone was blackmailing him.

It's like the joke about the post-modernist gangster who makes you an offer ye canna understand.

It's not just the music. When we develop a working AI or upload minds, we'll need a way of defending it against legal threats. That's what Gianni pointed out to me . . .

There's enough irony in my situation that a skilled blacksmith could turn it into a katana.

To accept uploading, that, too, is wrong in her mind. She will not admit her identity is a variable, not a constant.

I wince at his casual disrespect as I follow Captain Perceval into the rear.