What we don't know can't hurt us.
John Scalzi, Old Man's War.
“You cant afford anthropomorphic biases when some of the aliens most like us would rather make human hamburgers than peace.”
“Damn real live people, getting in the way of peaceful ideals.”
“For as much as I hate the cemetery, Ive been grateful its here, too. I miss my wife. Its easier to miss her at a cemetery, where shes never been anything but dead, than to miss her in all the place...”
“Trust your weapon, it is almost certainly smarter than you are. Remember this and you may yet live.”
“What is it like when you lose someone you love?" Jane asked."You die, too. And you wait around for your body to catch up.”
“Part of what makes us human is what we mean to other people, and what people mean to us. I miss meaning something to someone, having that part of being human.”
“(There are so many If's like Why's, why there, if there... but why?? Look again I say this word!)Why do we ask questions which we aren't interested in real like "How are you", you answer, then the ...”
“If you can't manage yourself, you can't manage your time. Discipline and self-control are what get you on track to execute your plans by managing your time effectively!”
“I don't like romance, I don't like sadness. The sadness motion is negative one... as much you are sad as more deeper you go and you want to return the thing which you can't.”
“How do I know that you exist?That's just it. I don't!”
“You say that money doesn't bring happiness... but you have them... don't ya?If they don't bring happiness give them to average class and the result will be called "Bringing happiness!”
“Please, no one touch my heart. Don't touch it. Don't notice anything. No one has to know what my heart is feeling. I decided that I wouldn't turn back. That's why I threw everything away. So, don't...”
“here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didnt understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can...”
“Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.”
“Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.”
