A year here and he still dreamed of cyberspace, hope…
““A year here and he still dreamed of cyberspace, hope fading nightly. All the speed he took, all the turns he'd taken and the corners he cut in Night City, and he'd still see the matrix in his dreams, bright lattices of logic unfolding across that colourless void... The Sprawl was a long, strange way home now over the Pacific, and he was no Console Man, no cyberspace cowboy. Just another hustler, trying to make it through. But the dreams came on in the Japanese night like livewire voodoo, and he'd cry for it, cry in his sleep, and wake alone in the dark, curled in his capsule in some coffin hotel, hands clawed into the bedslab, temper foam bunched between his fingers, trying to reach the console that wasn't there.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
Describes a character’s fading hope and relentless pursuit of a digital dream amid a bleak, cyber‑future city.
In simple terms: Dreams of a digital world fade but persist.
Persist despite fading hope.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- Nighttime reflection
- virtual reality immersion
- personal ambition
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What drives you to chase an impossible vision?
- Can hope survive in a dystopian world?
The dream may become an unhealthy obsession.