Chris

“He blinked in the gloom. He was wearing heavy black trousers and a waistcoat over a stiff white shirt. His exoself, having chosen an obsession which would have been meaningless in a world of advanced computers, had dressed him for the part of a Victorian naturalist.
The drawers, he knew, were full of beetles. Hundreds of thousands of beetles. He was free, now, to do nothing with his time but study them, sketch them, annotate them, classify them: specimen by specimen, species by species, decade after decade. The prospect was so blissful that he almost keeled over with joy.”
― Greg Egan

“Can’t see much use for the lost wisdom of Epicurus, out in the wild.’ ‘Live unknown, live simply, don’t desire more than you need. It fits.”
― Ken MacLeod, Beyond the Hallowed Sky

“Dino put his feet up and chatted for a couple of minutes, then he put down the phone and returned to the table. "Okay," he said, "the ME confirms his first estimate of time of death. The girl had a tiny purse tucked into her vagina, just big enough to hold her driver's license, a credit card, and a few bucks. Her name is Elizabeth Sweeney.”
― Stuart Woods, Desperate Measures

“[Science fiction is] out in the mainstream now. You can tell by the way mainstream literary authors pillage SF while denying they're writing it!”
― Terry Pratchett