Imagine God inside your computer, your phone, everyone else's computer. Imagine someone who almost is the Black Corporation, with all its power and riches and reach. And who, despite all this, seems pretty sane and beneficent by the standards of… — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
We seem to be young, in a very old Galaxy. We're like kids tiptoeing through a ruined mansion. — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
“Look, whatever hayseed laws you pass in Who-Knows-What -" "Hell-Knows-Where." "Don't amount to a hill of beans back here, as your type might say.” — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
“This is what I have learned, Malenfant. This is how it is, how it was, how it came to be.” — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
“I have a vision of a Galaxy overrun by mankind from Core to rim. Of four hundred billion stars each enslaved to the rhythm… — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
A citizen of the Roman Empire, for example, would have placed less value on individual liberty in the modern Western sense than on collective… — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
“Every door I pass is one way. So I may as well look around, and see what there is beyond the next door, and… — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
Imagine God inside your computer, your phone, everyone else's computer. Imagine someone who almost is the Black Corporation, with all its power and riches… — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
“We are all creatures of logic, at root. Of little switches turning on and off in our heads, metaphorically speaking.” — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
“...the story of colonial-era America, rerun across an infinite frontier...All of which was fine, until the day you needed root-canal dentistry. Or your e-book… — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
“Colonists of, ah, Per Ardua, meet your autonomous colonisation unit!” — Stephen Baxter Copy Share Image
