You know, exams are like war -- the birth rate of ideas goes up. Anything to keep from this dismal regimen, says poor mind, and hopefully tosses up another distraction. — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share Image
“DOCTOR AIN WAS recognized on the Omaha-Chicago flight. A biologist colleague from Pasadena came out of the toilet and saw Ain in an aisle seat. Five years before, this man had been jealous of Ain's huge grants. Now he nodded coldly and was surprised at the intensity of Ain's response. He almost turned back to speak, but he felt too… — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share
All I can say is that laughter is my music; I would deeply suspect an argument which hadn't laughter. — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share Image
“—so much more opportunity now." Her voice trails off. "Hurrah for women's lib, eh?" "The lib?" Impatiently she leans forward and tugs the serape straight. "Oh, that's doomed." The apocalyptic word jars my attention. "What do you mean, doomed?" She glances at me as if I weren't hanging straight either and says vaguely, "Oh …" "Come on, why doomed? Didn't… — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share
“He was wise in the ways of pain. He had to be, for he felt none. When the Xenons put electrodes to his testicles, he was vastly entertained by the pretty lights. When the Ylls fed firewasps into his nostrils and other body orifices the resultant rainbows pleased him. And when later they regressed to simple disjointments and eviscerations, he… — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share
Anyone who shoots a real gun at you when drunk and angry is simply not husband material, regardless of his taste in literature. — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share Image
“Nothing but the effects of dust and vapor in the thin skin of air whereupon she crawls wingless.” — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share Image
Certainly my inner world will never be a peaceful place of bloom; it will have some peace, and occasional riots of bloom, but always a little fight going on too. There is no way I can be peacefully happy in this society and in this skin. I am committed to Uneasy Street. I like it; it is my idea that… — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share
Did you ever look into the personalities of male cooks, Army, logging camp, etc.? They're all supposed to be crazy, incomprehensible, contemptible. And angry.… — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share Image
I am one of those that always get accidentally guillotined when the Great Day of Liberation comes, because ... I guess ... I am… — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share Image
“Well, then. Whatever trauma you went through, these things don't last forever. You can't hate all men." The smile is back. "Oh, there wasn't… — James Tiptree Jr Copy Share Image
