“But Onar turned out to be a poor lover, certainly the worst of Yoke’sfew partners thus far. Onar stinted on the foreplay, made a long messyfuss of his prophylactic preparations, and was up for at most sixtyseconds of actual coitus. As a final turn-off, Onar said something Britishwhen he came, something like “Cor blimey,” or “Top drawer,” or “Bit ofall right”— Yoke’s outraged brain disdained to retain the phrase.”

“I think you should kill him and eat his brain," Mr. Frostee said quickly.That's not the answer to every problem in interpersonal relations," Cobb said, hopping out.”

“Even if we become glowing clouds of ectoplasm, there's going to be something we're competing for - and most of us will feel as though we're getting screwed.”

“For me, the best thing about Cyberpunk is that it taught me how to enjoy shopping malls, which used to terrify me. Now I just imagine the whole thing is two miles below the moon’s surface, and that half the people’s right-brains have been eaten by roboticized steel rats. And suddenly it’s interesting again.”

“The simple process of eating and breathing weave all of us together into a vast four-dimensional array. No matter how isolated you may sometimes feel, no matter how lonely, you are never really cut off from the whole.”

“Long live transfinite mountains, the hollow earth, time machines, fractal writing, aliens, dada, telepathy, flying saucers, warped space, teleportation, artificial reality, robots, pod people, hylozoism, endless shrinking, intelligent goo, antigravity, surrealism, software highs, two-dimensional time, gnarly computation, the art of photo composition, pleasure zappers, nanomachines, mind viruses, hyperspace, monsters from the deep and, of course, always and forever, the attack of the giant ants!”

“The world is magic. Science is but an insipid style of sorcery.”