The most common human act that writing a novel resembles is lying. The working novelist lies daily, very complexly, and at great… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
I do not think an enormous permanent underclass is a very good thing to have if you're attempting to operate something that… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
I'm very primitive in terms of economics. The kind of new business in which stock gets more valuable because the company grows,… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
To the extent that I can still believe in Bohemia, which I think is very important to me in some way that… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
There's an idea called "gray man", in the security business, that I find interesting. They teach people to dress unobtrusively. Chinos instead… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
If ignorance were enough to make things not exist, the world would be more like a lot of people think it is.… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
Part of the core of my system, is a way of trying to give the characters more control. If I'm practicing making… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
If I meet someone and discover that they're an absolute, very earnest nationalist, it's unlikely that I'm going to get much closer… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
Somehow I think that if Toronto had been forced to wait a decade [from 80th], it would be a better looking city. — William Gibson Copy Share Image
I'm embarrassed if I think anyone knows exactly what I paid for something, or even where I got it. I want what… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
If I were in severely straitened socio-economic circumstances and had to move to the U.S., I'd probably opt for Athens, GA, or… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
Maybe I've been a small part of the democratisation of celebrity, because I've been fascinated by it, and when it started to… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
If someone comes in and says, "What are you doing," if I'm honest, the answer is, "I don't know. But I'm doing… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
It doesn't matter how fast your modem is if you're being shelled by ethnic separatists. — William Gibson Copy Share Image
I had a lot of issues with the genre, and I probably even had issues with the whole idea of genre. I… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
If there's a movie of Neuromancer, what I really want the special effects guys to do is make you see, from Case's… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
There are bits of the literal future right here, right now, if you know how to look for them. — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“We have no idea, now, of who or what the inhabitants of our future might be. In that sense, we have no future. Not… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
For me, the melancholy of the late XXth Century is walking late at night by the Mont Blanc pen store and seeing these things… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“No," said Blackwell, "she won't, because that would be a violation of the very personal terms I will have established in our conversation. That's… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“Music was strange that way though; there were people into any damned thing, it seemed like, and if you got enough of them together… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
When I start writing a new imaginary future, I have no idea what it is. The characters arrive first. They help me figure out… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
Hollis thought he looked like William Burroughs, minus the bohemian substrate (or perhaps the methadone). Like someone who'd be invited quail shooting with the… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
Fiction is an illusion wrought with many small, conventionally symbolic marks, triggering visions in the minds of others — William Gibson Copy Share Image
I don't generate a storyline and then fill it out in the course of writing. The story actually generates in the course of the… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“What happened to your arm?" she asked me one night in the Gentleman Loser, the three of us drinking at a small table in… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“In Heathrow a vast chunk of memory detached itself from a blank bowl of airport sky and fell on him. He vomited into a… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
And, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mammalian certainty, that the exceedingly rich were… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
