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“Nothing travels faster than the speed of light with the possible exception of bad news, which obeys its own special laws. The Hingefreel people of Arkintoofle Minor did try to build spaceships that were powered by bad news but they didn't work particularly well and were so extremely unwelcome whenever they arrived anywhere that there wasn't really any point in being there.”
― Douglas Adams

“Something must be done, however. I will not have space ships landing on my lawn.”
― Shirley Jackson, The Sundial

“Why is it that they can only come up with one model of spaceship? You would assume such intelligent creatures could, once in a while, put out something in a nice powder blue and shaped like a footstool or maybe like France.”
― Cuthbert Soup, Another Whole Nother Story

“Alex thrust her hand and half her arm into the labyrinth of light.
Her stare blanked, and in the halo of the matrix her eyes and glyphs blazed so radiantly she looked as if she were being consumed by a primordial fire.

“She just stuck her hand into Machim Command’s central server matrix!��

Caleb smiled, watching on in blatant awe. “She does that.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

“The Anadens have a somewhat different perspective on death.��

“On account of not having to deal with it, sure. Personally, I think their little immortality contrivance has destroyed the value of life for them.��

“It brought you back.��

“Thus I reserve the right to be hypocritical on this particular topic.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Requiem

“No, we absolutely should do it. If we can capture such a motherlode, it could make a pivotal difference in the coming war. We need it. AEGIS needs it, my mother needs it. This is why we’re here.

“I’m merely pausing at the precipice of the cliff, peeking down into the chasm and asking, ‘Are we sure?�� So…�� Alex eyed him wearing an uneasy grimace “…are we sure?”
― G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

“Mia stood between the bed and the broken window, holding an active plasma blade at waist-height in front of her. A thick coat of blood stained the plasma nearly from hilt to tip, hissing as it dribbled from blade to floor.

“Are you all right?��

Mia gave her a wan, distant smile. “It’s okay. I’ve done it before.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

“Anyone who tells you life has greater value when it comes with an expiration date is full of shit. Immortality is worth the fortunes of galaxies.��

She regarded him too intently. “But it’s not worth everything. You gave it up for your freedom.��

His forced bravado faltered. That truth still petrified him today. “I did.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

“He wasn’t going to be able to deactivate the field, which meant there was only one choice.

He’d realized early on that his arcane, profoundly alien passenger came with a cost, possibly one too high to pay and get out the other side free and clear. He’d pay it nonetheless and without complaint if the diati would only come through for him now.

Caleb closed his eyes.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

“The system is only as good as its leaders. When they fail—when the system fails—you better damn well hope I’m there to pick up the slack.��

The man’s glower lost some of its fervor. “No one appointed you humanity’s protector.��

“No one had to—and if you don’t understand why that is, then you’re not nearly the man I was told you are. I’m leaving now, and I’m going to assume we’re done. But if you threaten me again, you had better bring help.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Rubicon

“We are in the process of finding out what filling the sky with hundreds of thousands of satellites does to all life on Earth.”
― Steven Magee

“Solum invoked a sensation akin to lingering déjà vu in the wake of a dream.

It was not Earth. Its city-planet architectural stylings hid the outline of continents that might have otherwise been recognizable and altered the vibrant blue-and-green color palette enough to erase any familiarity in its silhouette.

Yet if you tilted your head just so and let your gaze unfocus a little, you could almost see Earth. Its echo, its memory.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Requiem

“No matter what comes, we will persevere. It’s not over until we win.��

Oh, how she wanted to believe him. How she wanted to believe that her father not only had all the answers, but the power to make everything okay. Once upon a time she had believed it; then he hadn’t come home. “Why are you so sure?��

“Because I didn’t cross universes to return to life, simply to die again.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Requiem

“I hear swinging in commando style is all rage among interstellar murder squads atm.”
― Amie Kaufman, Gemina

“The woman’s gaze sent chills racing down his spine. The diabolical, aberrantly predatory arch of her lips curdled his blood. Seriously, his blood must be curdling back at the lab right now.

“Nice illusion. I’m definitely feeling the evil vibe here.��

She stood and rounded the desk with perfect grace. “There is no illusion. Explain yourself quickly now, before I grow bored by your presence and dispense with it.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Relativity

“I have had it with these dumb cakes on this dumb spaceship!”
― Philip Reeve, Cakes in Space

“Glacier blue plasma rippled and sparked across the interior of the portal. “It seems keeping secrets is what you do.��

“Secrets are merely the necessary means. Survival is the end goal. Survival of ourselves, survival of species who do not deserve to be eradicated from the universe. Survival of the universe itself.��

“Survival’s noble and all, but what good is it without the freedom to live as you choose?��

“A question you have the luxury to ask because you survive.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Rubicon

“The progeny will be lost and adrift. Without the integrals reinforcing their focus and purpose, they will begin to question both.��

“Sator, this is not a bad thing. Humans spend years struggling to figure out what they want to do with their lives, then often revisit the question at multiple points in the course of living it. It’s in our nature.��

“Commandant, I’m sure I need not remind you that we are not Human.��

“No. But perhaps when this is over, you will become a bit more so.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Requiem

“The Idoni Primor’s gaze fell on Eren immediately. Her head tilted in idle curiosity while a fingertip dipped into a crystal bowl beside her. “I know your face, anarch.��

She brought her fingertip to her mouth and sucked it dry of gods only feared what hypnol. “You have been a most troublesome little asi of late. Have you come here to repent, to fall to your knees and beg to be allowed to return to the fold? Fair warning—you’ll be on those knees for a while.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Requiem

“Her head dropped into her hands. Dammit!

She’d spent months preparing for the challenges of a war against an immortal enemy wielding vastly superior numbers. She’d spent years preparing for the challenges of leading an assemblage of disparate fleets headed by disparate personalities. But it had never occurred to her to prepare for the challenges of her dead husband walking back into her life in the middle of both.

She had no idea what to do, but she was fairly certain she was doing it wrong.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Requiem

“I’ll gloss right over the implication in what you said that the Reor are sentient entities—for now. Dare I ask why they gave you a copy of their universal decryption key?��

Alex and Caleb shared a look, and she shrugged. “We can only speculate, but it’s possible they want us to win.��

Miriam dropped her elbows on the table. “Hmm. Okay. In that case, I welcome the minerals to our side of the fight.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Requiem

“Do you think Area X builds spaceships, too? Do you think Area X traverses interstellar space? Wormholes? Think of something more subtle, something peering through what we think of as reality.”
― Jeff VanderMeer, Acceptance

“Space is often compared to our oceans. Throw a stone at the water and the density smothers its propulsion. Skim the stone across the surface and the propulsion is mostly preserved with minimal drag. This kind of approach could work for NASA's mission to Mars.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Bees? Are you telling me we have space bees?”
― David Colello, Trillion Dollar Sky: Climate Fiction Romance

“The new transportation system is multi-modal, autonomous and electric. People utilize a variety of vehicles including cars, bicycles, passenger drones, hoverboards, airplanes, boats, rockets and more. And with ease, efficiency and comfort. At Mayflower-Plymouth, we’re making that real.”
― Hendrith Vanlon Smith Jr

“A light was flashing on the desktop display when Kira entered. Another message. With a sense of trepidation, she pulled it up.

I am the spark in the center of the void. I am the widdershin scream that cleaves the night. I am your eschatological nightmare. I am the one and the word and the fullness of the light.
Would you like to play a game? Y/N
-Gregorovitch

As a rule, ship minds tended to be eccentric, and the larger they were, the more eccentricities they displayed. Gregorovich was on the outer tail of that bell curve, though. She couldn’t tell if it was just his personality or if his behavior was the result of too much isolation.
Surely, Falconi isn’t crazy enough to fly around with an unstable ship mind�� Right?

Either way, best to play it safe:

No. -Kira

An instant later, a reply popped up:

☹️ -Gregorovich”
― Christopher Paolini, To Sleep in a Sea of Stars

“Acababa de dejar mi huella en el mundo”
― Juan Ignacio Quiroga, Conexiones resilientes

“She and Kennedy both dove for the power connector; Kennedy reached it first and yanked out the connection as Alex landed on her stomach beside it.

The air settled down until the fine hairs on her arm no longer stood on end. Alex dropped her forehead to the platform and started laughing. “Just like university, isn’t it?��

“Almost—nothing’s actually blown up yet.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Rubicon

“The Novoloume gazed in interest around the cabin. “So the whispers are true—Kats, SAIs and Humans have come to join with the anarchs in a quest to save us all.��

Felzeor returned to Caleb’s outstretched arm and leaned in to nuzzle his nose. “What a grand quest it’s sure to be!”
― G.S. Jennsen, Rubicon

“After the others had departed, Miriam gave David, Alex and Richard an honest, weary smile. “One hurdle cleared.��

“You were perfect.�� David reached over and squeezed her hands atop the table. “Kennedy said your new ship will be ready in a week or so. What are you going to call her?��

“I hadn’t really considered it. The Stalwart II redux? Stalwart III, I suppose? If that isn’t getting too absurd.��

David snorted. �� ‘Stalwart�� my ass. We might as well have called them ‘ships that blow up Solovys.�� I say it’s time for a new name.”
― G.S. Jennsen, Inversion