Robert Charles Wilson

Everybody falls, and we all land somewhere.

— Robert Charles Wilson

“[N]ot my name, my secret idea of myself.”

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Even a dry well may freshen.”

— Robert Charles Wilson

Ecstasy hates company.

— Robert Charles Wilson

When does loyalty become martyrdom?

— Robert Charles Wilson

To capture the pawn, threaten the queen.

— Robert Charles Wilson

“We are as ephemeral as rain drops.”

— Robert Charles Wilson

If I am an agnostic, Calyxa, it's because I'm also a realist.

— Robert Charles Wilson

And death? I don't fear death. I dread the absence of it.

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Superstition...is what we call the miracles we don't approve of.”

— Robert Charles Wilson

We'll do what life always does defy expectations.

— Robert Charles Wilson

There's no point living if you can't, at least occasionally, live.

— Robert Charles Wilson

This would have been less annoying had it been untrue.

— Robert Charles Wilson

“The universe, it seemed, was full to brimming with lonesome places.”

— Robert Charles Wilson

You must not make the mistake of thinking that because nothing lasts, nothing matters.

— Robert Charles Wilson

You never stop being a parent, Adam, no matter how old or wise your child becomes you'll see.

— Robert Charles Wilson

Ah, books." Ziegler, smiling, came up behind me. "They bob like corks on an ocean. Float between worlds, messages in bottles.

— Robert Charles Wilson

Some things are taken away from you, some you leave behind and some you carry with you, world without end.

— Robert Charles Wilson

Does it strike you, Mr. Keller, that we live every day in the science fiction of our youth?

— Robert Charles Wilson

One doesn't have to understand in order to look. One has to look, in order to understand.

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Fifteen minutes shy of two o’clock. The thick of the night. The zone of lost objectivity.”

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Here she was back in the brightly lit world she had been avoiding for twenty years, and it was exactly as awful…

— Robert Charles Wilson

We're all born strangers to ourselves and each other, and we're seldom formally introduced.

— Robert Charles Wilson

For such people the consummate act of moral clarity was a lynching or a suicide bombing, a fatwa or a pogrom. And…

— Robert Charles Wilson

The Mysteries are the Mysteries, and ultimately personal maybe the most personal thing in the universe. Evangelism, in my opinion, is a…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Smoke poured from every chimney, for the day was cold. The thought of all those coal-grates and wood-stoves made me wary of…

— Robert Charles Wilson

The conversation was mesmerizing, not for its content but for the cadences of the talk, the rhythm we fell into when we…

— Robert Charles Wilson

It's partly the Southernization of America, in that the Southern working-class version of redneck is becoming the national version, and it's good-natured,…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“I was east of Skepticism and north of Faith, with an unsettled compass and variable winds. But I could offer up a…

— Robert Charles Wilson

I would confront the thieves, I thought, and the self-evident justice of my case would cause them to crumble before me. I…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Sandra had studied psychiatry in order to understand the nature of despair, but all she had really learned was the pharmacology of…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Certainly it's a rare glimpse into the lives of the Secular Ancients. They don't seem as bad as the Dominion histories make…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“I want a better Bible, Adam. I want a Bible in which the Fruit of Knowledge contains the Seeds of Wisdom, and…

— Robert Charles Wilson

To fire a bullet into the heart or brains of one's fellow man even a fellow man striving to do the same…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“Were they our betters? No. They are people like us, Aunt Abbie, no better than some and no worse than others. From…

— Robert Charles Wilson

The Dutch at close proximity looked much like Americans, apart from their peculiar uniforms, and so it was their uniforms I fired…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“We contrast the urban and the natural, but that’s a contemporary myth. We’re animals, after all; our cities are organic products, fully…

— Robert Charles Wilson

“The territory through which we passed had been overbuilt in the days over the Secular Ancients, but only a few traces of…

— Robert Charles Wilson

The suicidally disgruntled were legion, And their enemies included any and all Americans, Brits, Canadians, Danes, et cetera; or, conversely, all Moslems,…

— Robert Charles Wilson

I suppose every decade gets the music it deserves.

— Robert Charles Wilson