“Maybe that’s what your machine calls infection—all the new information in my blood. Chatter. Tastes of other individuals. Peers. Superiors. Subordinates.” — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
Life on earth is hard. Competition for the necessities of life is fierce. How ridiculous to believe that the law of harsh survival would… — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
It's kind of a misnomer about science fiction that science fiction is about anything other than people. It's about people doing stuff, sometimes doing… — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
Sometimes I feel like a beetle crawling through a fusion power plant. I can feel a certain amount, see a certain amount, but I… — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
Welcome to the truth of our world-a massive seed shot out to the stars, filled with deadly children. A seed designed to slay everything… — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
“BBQ Grills There are a number of gas grills which might be obtainable to the market. Grill professionals from different manufactures point out that… — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
“You seem to like helping, taking care of people," he said. "That is admirable." "You enjoy being nurtured?" "Well, that isn’t all you promise.… — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
For years, even before 9/11, I've been trying to warn that the threat from amateur biolabs will ultimately turn out to be far more… — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
Nothing is lost. Nothing is forgotten.It was in the blood, the flesh,And now it is forever. — Greg Bear Copy Share Image
