Oh, the pain…the pain.
“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
In space noone can here you scream.
I’m not really the heroic type. I was beat up by Quakers.
An army, great in space, may offer opposition in a brief span of time. One man, brief in space, must spread his opposition across a period of many years if he is to have a chance of succeeding.
I’m a Time Lord.
So you intend to sit by and do nothing?
Here, I’m doing it my way.
If science teaches us anything, it teaches us to accept our failures, as well as our successes, with quiet dignity and grace.
Colonel: “You know what they say. Ain’t a proper charlie foxtrot until you’ve got the brass involved.”
Ensign: “Oh, look at that. You’re involved.”
They didn’t create. They didn’t trade. They just worked their way up hierarchies.
The optimum population is modeled on the iceberg- eight-ninths below the water line, one-ninth above.
There are other worlds all around us. It’s just that we can’t see them.
The only thing more terrifying than blindness is being the only one who can see.
I have no mouth.And I must scream.
If they could reduce his world to a tiny, thoughtless box, then nothing at all could damage him. They could blindfold him. But he was still going to try and remember.
“Frank, the generator is not in the Empire State Building. It is not even in The Boxl”
The human population of the solar system is either six billion, or sixty billion, depending on whether you class forked state vectors of posthumans and simulations of dead phenotypes running in the Vile Offspring’s Schrodinger boxes as people.
“The Solarian League as a whole has an official membership of 1,784 planets—that’s not counting the hundreds more under Solarian rule in the Protectorates—which exist in a volume of galactic space measuring between three and four hundred light-years in diameter. Within that enormous volume, there are literally more stars than you can see here at night with the naked eye. No one has any idea what the total population might be. The Old League alone has a registered population of almost three trillion people, according to the last census—and that census grossly undercounted the population.”
The elaborate mathematical systems on which our global civilization was founded had merely local application; they did not extend even as far as the heliopause.