The sky itself is the eighth color of the rainbow, spread over the whole sky for us, all the time. — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
The minimum that most minimalists want leaves in place just the institutions who protect their interests. That's libertarians for you - anarchists who want… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“You can’t make love to your fame. Even though some people try.” — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“No one cares about books, that’s why you can write anything you want in them.” — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“Sometimes I think it's only post-scarcity that evil exists. Before that, it could always be put down to want or fear. It was possible… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
Science fiction rarely is about scientists doing real science, in its slowness, its vagueness, the sort of tedious quality of getting out there and… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
Anyway that's a large part of what economics is - people arbitrarily, or as a matter of taste, assigning numerical values to non-numerical things. And then pretending that they haven't just made the numbers up, which they have. Economics is like astrology in that sense, except that economics serves to justify the current power structure, and so it has a… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share
“The Earth is bathed in a flood of sunlight. A fierce inundation of photons—on average, 342 joules per second per square meter. 4185 joules… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“And so sometimes when you feel strange, when a pang tugs at your heart or it seems like the moment has already happened- or when you look up in the sky and are surprised at the sight of bright Jupiter between clouds, and everything suddenly seems stuffed with a vast significance-consider that some other person somewhere is entangled with you… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share
“...what has mattered are the moments of exposure to every life, when habit is no longer enough, and choices have to be made. That's… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“There remained a main melody, or a path through a maze—a maze that was like the delta of the Po. He seemed to look down on it as he sang it. A great number of channels were weaving down a slightly tilted plain. Each channel was a mathematical specialty—some of them shallow and disappearing into the sand, but most making… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share
