E.R. Mason > Quotes

“If you regret the mistakes you've made and don't wish to repeat them, then your whole life has been worthwhile.”
― E.R. Mason

“When conditions conducive to mortal danger first become apparent, do not wait to see if they will go away.”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“full swing. Batman had apparently tried to fly down from his perch above the crowd. He was lying on the floor face down,”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“I have always believed that the chemistry of fate includes a strong measure of irony.”
― E.R. Mason, Shock Diamonds

“Loonies runnin' around everywhere. Sure the word 'Disclosure' isn't in the history books. Disclosure was a long series of leaked government secrets until extraterrestrials became common knowledge.”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“request on you yet; otherwise I would have known who”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“There is no up. We're in space, remember? God, I shouldn't have to keep reminding you of these things, R.J." "Ah yesss.., so true, but I know something you do not, oh Great Seer of the very obvious.”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“where we wanted, but close. It does its best to find us”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“would not be a threat. From that point, our radiological Easter egg hunt could begin. It was likely if we found the correct signature,”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“popping echoed from the hallway. People were milling”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“on its symbol. To my relief, it turned green and slowly rotated. The flow chart showed a small line of coolant beginning to flow.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“that.” “You aren’t kidding yourself”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“We do not like our doctors to be that human. We need to think they are secretly in touch with God. He”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“ago, the first space shuttles had jumped off their pads to construct the first real space station, the circling”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“But abandoning yourself that way invariably turns out to be a strange wayward path to a dead end. Usually it is caused by the mind disagreeing with the heart and until the two can be reconciled there will be two opposing forces controlling an erratic rudder through society’s ocean of emotion. Often the prospective dropoutee will show no outward appearance of internal conflict, at least until they end up in the proverbial alley with the paper bag that holds the bottle. Everything in their life appears perfectly logical, even to them. Their physical avatar is acting exactly the way society expects. All behavior fits right into social norms.  But inside the cranium the battle wages on in an endless loop. You should have done this. You should have done that. Maybe you could do this, or maybe you should do that. Right and wrong can become such a confusing contradiction to good and bad. Why so often is the thing you’d prefer not to do, the right thing to do, and vice-versa?”
― E.R. Mason, Six Seconds

“My boy, most people are good souls. They’re just trying to get by from day to day and live in peace. But there’s some people out there who just don’t give a damn. They will kill you just because they don’t like the way you look. If you have something they like, they will take it from you if they can. They are people who want power and money and that’s all they care about. They will enslave your family, occupy your home. Those are the people who make wars, not the poor slobs like you and me who just want live a life. People got to stop blaming mankind for wars. It’s the ones who got no conscience. They’re the war mongers. Just ask those poor bastards in Nazi occupied France. They’ll explain it to you.”
― E.R. Mason, Demon's Well

“need.” “How’s the crew roster coming”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“A little more notoriety and his ego would bring him one short step away from the ugly little snare that waits and watches for those too fond of themselves. It is the same nasty little trap that lures the nouveau rich or puerile famous. As fame and notoriety take hold, suddenly you are surrounded with an ample variety of overindulgences available to you most any time. Innocently you begin sampling the ones that do not offend your morals or ethics while secretly eyeing those that do. After a while, the lines become blurred and they all become indulgences that you rightly deserve, a normal part of the avant-garde life style you lead. The compromises become greater and greater until you are so possessed by overindulgence that you are a person owned by indiscretions, and those who provide them. That is the trap. You lose your self, one sin at a time, until those who specialize in sin can make you serve them and do most anything they require you to do to further their own aims. It is at that point many wealthy or famous individuals decide there is no going back, though they are unwilling to continue. They help fill the news and star magazines with the regretful obituaries of people who gave so much, and who were so dearly loved it seemed unthinkable that they took their own lives. They will always be remembered. There will always be gratitude. Lingering on, are those smart enough to”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“It is a paradox trial of the inhuman mind appraising its creator: evaluation of the sentient by the artificial.”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“The invention of the piano was necessary for Bach to create his symphonies,”
― E. R. Mason, Dark Vengeance

“We’ll complete a couple orbits and then meet around the”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“They trust me with their lives, but not their jobs.”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“I wanted to sit in the left pilot’s seat in the worse way, but there was no real reason to.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“there are cowboy style shows but never ever a reference”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“He smiled and left me to my misgivings about Paris Denard. The man had received too many accolades for too little suffering and now wore them like medals of valor everywhere he went. A little more notoriety and his ego would bring him one short step away from the ugly little snare that waits and watches for those too fond of themselves. It is the same nasty little trap that lures the nouveau rich or puerile famous. As fame and notoriety take hold, suddenly you are surrounded with an ample variety of overindulgences available to you most any time. Innocently you begin sampling the ones that do not offend your morals or ethics while secretly eyeing those that do. After a while, the lines become blurred and they all become indulgences that you rightly deserve, a normal part of the avant-garde life style you lead. The compromises become greater and greater until you are so possessed by overindulgence that you are a person owned by indiscretions, and those who provide them. That is the trap. You lose your self, one sin at a time, until those who specialize in sin can make you serve them and do most anything they require you to do to further their own aims. It is at that point many wealthy or famous individuals decide there is no going back, though they are unwilling to continue. They help fill the news and star magazines with the regretful obituaries of people who gave so much, and who were so dearly loved it seemed unthinkable that they took their own lives. They will always be remembered. There will always be gratitude.”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“round display bearing three red lights. He handed it over”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing

“Male perception of the amount of clothes being worn by any given woman beneath the colorful outer layers is a finely-tuned sensory skill that borders on clairvoyance.”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“You turn and stare out into the stars, into the unfathomable endlessness of it, and your heart misses a beat. It is like stepping into God's stare. It leaves a timeless impression. I”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“I make the people who sign-off on the crew lists feel insecure. They need a preserver of the myth. But when there is a particularly tricky problem at hand, something that must be accomplished despite bad odds and extreme liability, I'm always the one who gets the call. They trust me with their lives, but not their jobs.”
― E.R. Mason, Fatal Boarding

“out of a simulator, anyway?” I watched the blue flight”
― E.R. Mason, Deep Crossing