Cyberpunk Quote by John Shirley Download Open image “As far as I know Misha wrote the first cyberpunk poetry.” — John Shirley ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.3 out of 5 (3 ratings) Copy quoteShare Cyberpunk Firsts Knows Poetry
poetry is first of all a way of life and only secondarily a way of writing. — May Sarton Copy Share Image
“Poetry is a tool for writers to create literature in different forms of messages.” — Vanessa M. Chattman Copy Share Image
“Poetry is a tool for writers to create literature in different forms of expression and messages. ” — Vanessa M. Chattman Copy Share Image
Was not writing poetry a secret transaction, a voice answering a voice? — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
Secretly, deep down, everybody on Earth believes they can write poetry, apart from the members of the Poets' Guild, who know they can't. — K.J. Parker Copy Share Image
I can explain all the poems that were ever invented - and a good many that haven't been invented just yet. — Lewis Carroll Copy Share Image
I do try to be of some use in the world. I sometimes do volunteer work with kids, and manage to help some people… — John Shirley Copy Share Image
Weekends are a bit like rainbows; they look good from a distance but disappear when you get up close to them. — John Shirley Copy Share Image
“If the modern world were a patient in my care... I would diagnose it suicidal." - Dr. Sofia Lamb” — John Shirley Copy Share
“Almost anyone could be Fascist under the right circumstances. If they get scared enough. It's because, you see, most people live their lives like… — John Shirley Copy Share Image
“The greater the scope in implementing an activity, the greater the need for strict attention to small details.” — John Shirley Copy Share Image
I'm just the kind of person who seems designed, probably by nature, to try to make a difference. — John Shirley Copy Share Image
“from the end of John Shirley's Black Glass, something like: "the Singularity guys don't understand, they aren't copying us, our brains, just the noise… — John Shirley Copy Share Image
A man must make of his life a ladder that he never ceases to climb -- if you're not rising, you are slipping down… — John Shirley Copy Share Image
I'm not quite pompous enough to think of myself as an educator or a man capable of definitive refutation of falsehoods. — John Shirley Copy Share Image
“It was like the Iran/Contra hearings in the last century; then, too, the investigators had looked just so far and no further.” — John Shirley Copy Share Image
“He liked living simply. And he liked living alone. He had grown to dislike physical affection. It was intrusive, and it bullied his self… — John Shirley Copy Share Image
“No good thing renders its possessor happy, unless his mind is reconciled to the possibility of loss.” — Tade Thompson Copy Share Image
“He got one finger cut off when he was young... The cafe paid for a replacement, put some nano-plastic in there. The kid got… — Jeff Noon Copy Share Image
“In America profit is everything. They would never suspect honor. Money, greed, even revenge. But never honor.” — Misha Copy Share Image
“Najia can feel yts subdermal activators against her forearm. Not man not woman not both not neither. Nute. Another way of being human, speaking a phsyical language she does not understand. More alien to her than any man, any father, yet this body next to hers is loyal, tough, funny courageous, clever, kind, sensual, vulnerable. Sweet. Sexy. All you could… — Ian McDonald Copy Share
I took Punk to be the detonation of some slow-fused projectile buried deep in society's flank a decade earlier, and I took it to… — William Gibson Copy Share Image
“Feel no regret for roses, autumn too has its delights...How could she say that? Didn't she see that for us there could never be autumn, that we could never sit, as anyone else could sit, beside the fire all day on Sundays in November; that September's leaves, that fall for man and beast alike, were not our leaves to walk… — Raphael Carter Copy Share
“They must train you pretty good not to react to shit like that. Must take stuff out of you.” Vince’s eyes intensified then broke… — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“How many rough blows had she suffered? How many times had she been an unwilling step for the selfish souls of her fellow opposite… — Misha Copy Share Image
“Beef had hit $300 a kilo. Not that he could recall the last time he’d tasted real beef.” — Barry Kirwan Copy Share Image
“Connecting to the outernet was less of a shock this time, as the monitor gave him a sense of distance from it, but it was still annoying. How did these people live with such a system, stalked by advertisements and "free" offers and icons that would take you to another site, unasked-for, the moment you gave them your attention? It… — C.S. Friedman Copy Share
