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“I saw them do it. Chip vandals. Right there on Commerce, behind the main road...They cut his head open. They know I watched.”
― Anna L. Davis, Open Source

“genetically modified organism (GMO): (n.) member of the public who has regularly consumed the biotech industry’s food products.”
― Sol Luckman, The Angel's Dictionary

“If I were going to kill her for her eyes, I would have done it in ten years, after I was nicely established as the head of research and development for a biotech firm big enough to make murder charges just go away. Killing her now benefits me not at all.”
― Seanan McGuire, Every Heart a Doorway

“It felt like an eternity before he gingerly lifted himself from the table and staggered backwards. Glass shards protruded from chest to groin. The guy looked like a bloody porcupine. A cute, tall bloody porcupine. I’m tall too. Five foot ten. But he had at least four inches on me, even with my thick-heeled boots.
“What’s your name?� he slurred.
While visions of reckless homicide charges danced in my head, I contemplated using an alias. Finally, I said my real name, “Sam.�
“Nice to meet you, Sammers. I’m Jake,â€� he said.”
― Betsy Cook Speer, Demolition Queen - Champagne, Murder & Chaos

“I recalled thinking...His freakishly tidy side could be a problem.
To say that neatness was not my strong suit would be a crime against, well, the truth.”
― Betsy Cook Speer

“I remember standing in the bush above this unbelievably wild river, and thinking this is as good as it gets. Exquisite birdsong, jagged peaks of the Alps beckoning like the spires of mystical cathedrals, the smell of moisture in the beech forest like an elixir. Nature in its raw, unpredictable state â€� at an entirely different end of the spectrum from the confines of a test tube or comfort of a biotech lab.”
― Geoffrey Robert

“There were five of them, and four had traded their eyes for green-gold wasps that curled into their sockets and compounded their vision. Claws graced their hands like sharp commas. Scales at their throats burned red when they breathed. One wing sighed bellows-like out of the naked back of the shortest, the one who still had slate-gray human eyes. After a while, I'd wished he had wasps instead.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Borne

“From the lab to the field, from cells to societies, biotechnology carves the path from scientific insight to revolutionary applications.”
― Aloo Denish Obiero