Later," Amos said, "when you're wishing we had this stuff, I am going to be merciless in my mockery. And then we'll die.

— James S.A. Corey

No one lived forever. But you fought for every minute you could get. Bought a little more with a lot of hard work.

— James S.A. Corey

Nothing lasted forever. Not peace. Not war. Nothing.

— James S.A. Corey

Nothing like a little shared racism to build ties with the boss.

— James S.A. Corey

Nothing wrong with a little optimism, long as it doesn’t set policy....

— James S.A. Corey

On Mars, the joke went, a man’s hole was his castle where values of castle approached dorm room.

— James S.A. Corey

Or was that fatalism another good move in design space? Did the universe evolve eyes and wings and sense organs and bitter amusement at the prospect of death all the same way?

— James S.A. Corey

Partners,” she said, and fired two rounds into his head.

— James S.A. Corey

Part of his mind was screaming, but it was a distant one and easy to ignore.

— James S.A. Corey

Posthuman. It was a word from advertising copy, breathless and empty, and all he’d ever thought it really meant was that the people using it had a limited imagination about what exactly humans were capable of.

— James S.A. Corey