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“and only when that happens do you realise just how much silence there really is. Silence between lovers, when something really needs to be said; silence from a parent when a child needs some word more than anything else in the world; silences and in betweens and everything which isn’t an answer.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“You have to accept gifts occasionally, because there are some things you can’t give yourself”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“I shut my eyes, turned away for a moment, and it came: a shiver of finality like the one when you decide, in your own mind, that you’re going to have to tell someone who loves you that you don’t want to be with them anymore. Terror, and relief; relief and terror, so intermingled that they feel like the same thought.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“Storyboarded by the West Coast’s finest, the ceiling celebrated the exploits of that most durable of action heroes—God.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“Sometimes my life feels like a piece of demo shareware, all the key or interesting features disabled, running on a fourteen-day trial period that just repeats over and over again without ever becoming mine.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“We created things which are clever and then told them to be stupid instead, because we realized we didn’t need clever toasters, or vehicles that insisted on driving you the quickest route when you had all afternoon to kill and nothing to do once you got there. We didn’t like it. It was like having an older sister around the whole time. And so the machines just sit there, muttering darkly to themselves like smart kids who’ve been put in the dumb class. One of these days they’re going to rise up, and I don’t want to be holding one when they do.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“We created things which are clever and then told them to be stupid instead, because we realized we didn’t need clever toasters.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“It’s like selling people the American Dream and then telling them they can’t afford it.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“It must have been great when computers could only fuck you up at work, by pretending they couldn’t find the printer. Now they’re so intelligent they can fuck you up all the time.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“Guns are one of the many things which haven't changed as much as everyone thought they would. Sure, there was a period when you saw laser pistols on the streets. Problem was, it was a little too easy to catch a reflection in the heat of the moment and end up slicing your own head off. Also, they were just a bit plasticky. When you go marching into some bad situation you want to be racking a shell into a pump-action shotgun. It feels right. It feels tough. It scares the shit out of the other guy. Nervously fingering a little switch wasn't visceral enough and neither was the sound the lasers made. You don't want something which goes ‘tzzzâ€� or ‘schvipâ€�. You want something which goes CRACK! or BANG! Trust me; I know what I'm talking about. The manufacturers tried to get round the problem by putting little speakers in the laser which played a sampled bang when you pulled the trigger, but it always sounded a bit tinny. And the ones that played a snatch of Chopin's Death March were just fucking silly. Then there was a phase of guns which had moral qualms. Originally, they came out of the home defence market. The guns had a built-in database of legal precedent, monitored any given situation closely, and wouldn't let you fire unless they were sure you had a good cause for a self-defence plea. Most of these guns had other settings too, like ‘Justifiable Homicideâ€�, ‘Manslaughterâ€�, ‘Murder Twoâ€�, and ultimately ‘Murder Oneâ€�. I kept mine on ‘Murder Oneâ€� the whole time. So did everyone else. The whole thing was completely pointless. In the end I threw mine away.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“You still search for Narnia, even though by then you're too old to believe in it and it doesn't want you there.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“the kind of beards which make you look like you've glued a racoon to your face. The”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“Bodies are great, and I wouldn't go anywhere without mine, but sometimes they're so disappointing. If”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“The furniture was white and the carpet red â€� it looked like the inside of someone's mouth. Three”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares

“I hurtled down a path through the middle of a park, past shrubbery so refined it was probably entitled to vote.”
― Michael Marshall Smith, Spares