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You think you know what I am, she thought, but all you’ve got is stories.

The only right you have with anyone in life is the right to walk away.

He wasn’t a man who reined in his curiosity well.

You can tell you’ve found a really interesting question when nobody wants you to answer it.

Just once I’d like to be rewarded for my optimistic view of humanity.

If Fred couldn’t build himself a peace treaty, the OPA would never win against the discipline and unity of an inner planet navy. But they would also never lose. War without end.

Well, what was history if not that?

And how would having the stars change anything?

From where he was, the fear had stopped being an emotion and turned into an environment.

I hate that it breaks down that way. Your side and mine. One of my teachers back in school always used to say that contagion was the one absolute proof of community. People could pretend there weren’t drug users and prostitutes and unvaccinated children all they wanted, but when the plague came through, all that mattered was who was actually breathing your air.

Some things stayed secrets even when you told them.

They fought and worked and devised intricate plans to buy more time. Basia had no doubt that they’d work just as hard to keep each other alive for even a few more minutes. It wasn’t something he’d ever had to think about before. But it did seem to be a microcosm of everything in life. No one lived forever. But you fought for every minute you could get. Bought a little more with a lot of hard work.

Dead’s not good, but at least it’s simple.

“Still. Maybe some good can come out of it.”

“I admire your psychotic optimism.”