There are no souls, Melba thought with a touch of pity. We are bags of meat with a little electricity running through them. No ghosts, no spirits, no souls. The only thing that survives is the story people tell about you.
James S.A. CoreyTag: story-telling
...the only thing she and Tilly had in common was their carbon base.
James S.A. CoreyTag: commonality
That wasn't political," she said. "He's a performance artist.
James S.A. CoreyTag: politics
No one can blather on like a holy man with a trapped audience. Well, maybe a politician.
James S.A. CoreyTag: politician
What have we got?" Ashford said. "Short form."
"It's fucking weird, sir," Chan said.
Tag: weird
I've got a bunch of plumbers with rifles I could put on a shuttle." The bridge went quiet.
James S.A. CoreyTag: plumbers
No monkey ever reheated a frozen burrito.
James S.A. CoreyTag: primates
Annie," Tilly said. "If I wanted to suck vile fluids out of a flaccid and indifferent tube, I'd have stayed on Earth with my husband.
James S.A. CoreyTag: space-food
No rest for the wicked, no peace for the good.
James S.A. CoreyTag: mottos
He'd turned away from a life on basic to live in the stars, or if not the stars, at least the rocks that floated free in the night sky.
James S.A. CoreyTag: stars
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