James Tallis

“But it was pointless, it was stupid; he thought about thoughtless things. If I were a seabird . . . but how could you be a seabird? If you were a seabird your brain would be tiny and stupid and you would love half-rotted fish guts and tweaking the eyes out of little grazing animals; you would know no poetry and you could never appreciate flying as fully as the human on the ground yearning to be you.
If you wanted to be a seabird you deserved to be one.”
― Iain M. Banks, Use of Weapons

“Do kraja boravka u bolnici, nisam više video doktorku Helen Remington, ali sam, dok sam ležao na praznom odeljenju, neprekidno razmišljao o sudaru koji nas je spojio. Izmedu mene i te ožalošcene mlade žene javio se snažan osecaj erotske privlacnosti, gotovo kao da sam podsvesno želeo da nas dvoje u
njenoj materici ponovo zacnemo njenog mrtvog muža. Ako bih ušao u njenu vaginu, tu na odeljenju za rendgensko snimanje, medu metalnim ormaricima i belim kablovima, nekako bih prizvao njenog muža iz mrtvih, stvorio bih ga iz spoja njenog levog pazuha i hromiranog postolja za rendgenski aparat, iz
sjedinjenja naših genitalija s fino izradenim poklopcem za objektiv.”
― J.G. Ballard, Crash

“Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in every nation, by children being taught mathematical concepts... A graphic representation of data abstracted from banks of every computer in the human system. Unthinkable complexity. Lines of light ranged in the nonspace of the mind, clusters and constellations of data. Like city lights, receding...”
― William Gibson, Neuromancer

“Oh, they never lie. They dissemble, evade, prevaricate, confound, confuse, distract, obscure, subtly misrepresent and willfully misunderstand with what often appears to be a positively gleeful relish and are generally perfectly capable of contriving to give one an utterly unambiguous impression of their future course of action while in fact intending to do exactly the opposite, but they never lie. Perish the thought.”
― Iain M. Banks, Look to Windward