Quotes About Adaptation

I wonder how many species break their planets getting off them.

My new friend paced alongside on six slender legs, the two deadly looking raptorial manipulators folded against its forethorax, the more delicate ones waving gently in the air.

Even races as belligerent as my own had come around eventually.

We get along with carnivorous plants and talking screwdrivers. I don't know what should be so hard about getting along with you.

The world had moved on without them. She would not play the game of memory.

I'm a Conservative, Connie." "That's okay," she answered. "You can switch.

Two decians later, we didn't have any answers, but we'd kind of gotten used to having the not-a-parasite around. And we were still calling it the not-a-parasite, even though it had proven pretty useful.

When you live with people for months on end, the relationships come to mean a lot to you. Moving from one such berth to another is not dissimilar from getting a divorce from one family and moving immediately in with the next.

I'd changed my gown for trousers and a chain haulberk, and I had a silver sword I hadn't the faintest idea how to use strapped to the saddle that Whiskey had grudgingly accepted.

We learn to let go of our former selves, if we are to live in the world forever. Or we burn.

It wasn't healthy to live in the past or worse, to let the past live in your head forever. I'd save that kind of wallowing for special occasions.

I clamped and stitched and cauterized, somehow finding myself in a zone of total focus where the noises of half a hundred different species trying to make themselves urgently understood seemed distant, unreal.

We eat our mates if we can catch them. Everybody's got some evolutionary baggage that winds up maladaptive in a sophont setting.

One of the things I'd noticed was that, in addition to all my weird new secondary senses relating to gravity and mass and so forth, my eyes were becoming better adopted to seeing under a variety of light conditions.

In the course of a long unlife, borders might cross as often as one crossed borders.

People like Farweather, unconstrained, create conditions so awful that people eventually decided to change themselves rather than keep living-than way.

Pinion folded around her, cushioned her fall, so the impacts of shattering branches that would have also shattered her bones only knocked the wind out of her.

Fortunately, in partial gravity, one-handed push-ups aren't as hard as they are planet-side.

You get so used to hurting that when it goes away not being in pain doesn't even feel normal, exactly.

We do not always do what we are built for.

You changed; you adapted; you made the most of what you were and strove to become more. He would survive.

We didn't build House. We just adaptd it, learned how to program it.

We didn't build House. We just adapted it, learned how to program it.

I didn't think too hard about anything, which, being me, was one of the most unnatural things I have ever done.