We all have secret lives. The life of excretion; the world of inappropriate sexual fantasies; our real hopes, our terror of death; our experience of shame; the world of pain; and our dreams. No one else knows these lives. Consciousness… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
And because we are alive, the universe must be said to be alive. We are its consciousness as well as our own. We rise out of the cosmos and we see its mesh of patterns, and it strikes us as… — 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.… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“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… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
“...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… — Kim Stanley Robinson Copy Share Image
