Larry Fort > Quotes

“These were his kind of people: hedonists. Honest and unafraid to surrender to who they truly were.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“...that’s what drew him in the most, not the pristine shine of her auburn hair, not the delicate view of her eyes from across the room, not even the way she brandished that authentic grin. It was her mystery.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“Why would they support something so avant garde? So theoretical? Where is the replication in that? Keep it simple; keep it reportable; keep it digestible. That was the key to success on the pre-paved highway of life, but he could not be that stereotype.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“The only difference between us is that I don’t pretend to be a saint. I’m a sinner, and a damn good one”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“The pure nature of science had long been corrupted in his eyes. It was a fact he had battled with, but as he felt the carnivorous capitalistic cadence that brushed the air, he knew it to be true.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“Even after years of scientific strides academic enlightenment was still lacking. The fossilized scientists from yesteryear, with their avian noses, would cast down their deterministic gaze at the those who strayed too far from the ancient zeitgeist. Those in front of the blackboard, tossing out cash, would rather stick to what they knew, would rather maintain the world they helped create so that they may retain dominance, comfy in their ivory tower thrones. But at what cost? One can always remain on top of a mountain that never grows.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“That's how science works. You have to play the game. We need the money, they need the product”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“He's a miserable Ph.D. wielding airhead. Once or twice he is right, but seldom about anything important. But I think that of all pseudo-scientists.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“I want to be known, adored, admired, worshiped even. I want to matter. I want a love strong enough to kill me.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“So modern scientists are the pious cult of yesteryear?”

"Exactly. Their dated dogma of immediacy and parsimony, while digestible, is ultimately untrue and will fail them in the end. Experimenters are always ahead of the zeitgeist, we’ll just have to wait for the world to catch up.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“...ever since he was young there grew a sense that he did not belong. Somehow, he was not like the others, somehow, he spent his days somewhere else, outside space and outside time, to avoid those around him. Not because he wanted to, he was quite innocent then, but because he was forced to the outside of the circle: ostracized, an outcast. Now even in his older years it haunted him still. He wasn’t like the other students at the university.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“What does consciousness feel like?”

"Music. Beethoven’s fifth played in various hertz, shown in various wavelengths, at various frequencies, compounding. A grand orchestra, a waltz, through every circuit, through every wire, accumulating nowhere and everywhere...”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“...this is just the history of science, my dear friend. This is how it goes. We could be on the verge of a breakthrough if past events are any indication. Look at how Galileo was persecuted by the Church for his radical views. Remember, it was that very persecution that led to the foundation of modern science.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“...if there were an intelligent designer he designed us to be players, not bench-warmers. And if there isn’t, then should we really feel any guilt for pursuing questions fundamental to our existence?”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“You can’t be ridiculed if you admit you’re a clown beforehand. Jester or scientist? He felt his career was a marriage of both.”
― Larry Fort, Still Standing

“He wondered when the world would stop punishing him for being himself. Would it ever? The academic hierarchy looked upon him with disdain and distrust, they tossed him around several ways hoping to fix him but it only made him worse, more defiant, more confident in his disobedience.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“...he would be returning to a world that would treat him all the same. More potential, but more loss. The university...worked to subvert him, his closest friend would turn on him. It was certain. Everything he cared about would vanish or warp into something hellbent on destroying him. The world sent its message loud and clear: he did not belong.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“No good could come from a nicotine induced introspection save for the prospect of an early death, something he was not entirely opposed to. In fact, the ambivalence he held for such definitive states, alive and dead, even surprised him. Life wasn’t all it was pumped up to be and death wouldn’t be as nice as people claimed it to be.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“He would ruminate on the woman for the rest of the night, though he knew nothing about her. Was that love? Was that attraction? Infatuation? Love was not meant to be understood; it was meant to be yielded to.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“I’m sorry no one in this world could love you the way you deserved...I’m sorry I wasn’t better”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim

“He felt the woman he devoted half of his life to slipping through his fingers: the pain lying in his desire for her, but the truth lying in his inability to love her. Sooner or later their sand castle built on beaches of make believe would crumble, washed away by the hungering tide of time and all he could do was watch it vanish, watching her fade out to sea.”
― Larry Fort, Tales of the Sibling Not-So-Grim