We get along by a symbiotic adjustment of habits and with a minimum of that pale-mauve hostility you often find among women.

“Within each of these categories, the principle was the same: rarity and beauty …”

“These albums were thick with babies, but my replicas thinned out as I grew olde…”

“Jimmy found himself wishing to make a dent in Crake, get a reaction; it was one…”

“Her face might be kindly if she would smile. But the frown isn't personal: it's…”