How many times had he passed that exhibit at U Krirsarque Museum, and shuddered at the pickled brain and spinal column there?
If we look at the base of a brain which has just been removed from a skull, there’s very little of the midbrain that we can actually see. Yet, as I demonstrated in my lecture last week, if the under aspects of the temporal lobes are gently pulled apart, the upper portion of the stem
of the brain can be seen. This so-called brainstem consists of the midbrain, a rounded protrusion called the pons, and a stalk tapering downwards called the medulla oblongata
which passes out of the skull through the foramen magnum and becomes, of course, the spinal cord.
Of course, neither he nor Pyun had been anywhere near the Talbott Sector when that incomparable military genius Josef Byng managed to get his flagship blown away at New Tuscany.
Yes, it’s difficult to sustain a military dictatorship when you’ve lost most of the military.
On a sign:
“Suspicion builds Confidence.”
“Are you trying to get rid of me?” I asked, amazed at the hoarseness of my own voice. “I’ve made a pest of myself, you know. First I tagged along on that escape. You could have got away much faster by yourself.”
“I’m sure no one in the Alliance expected to see me again, but I assure you that the rumors of my recent death have been exaggerated. I am accompanied by approximately one hundred and six thousand liberated inmates of the prison planet Hades, and I expect the arrival of another quarter million or so within the next eleven days—our transports have military hyper generators and we made a faster passage than they will.”
This is the ship that made the Kessel Run in fourteen parsecs?
“Keep the money. Use it to buy a funeral. It doesn’t matter where you go or how far you fly. I will hunt you down, and the last thing you see will be my blade.”
“Darn.” kicks him into the engine intake
Wanna fly?
Help me! Help meeee!
Uh, everything’s under control, situation normal. Uh, we had a slight weapons malfunction, but uh… everything’s perfectly all right now. We’re fine. We’re all fine here now, thank you. How are you?
Boring conversation anyway
The emplacement’s calm order had been destroyed in an instant, she saw. Alarms howled, insistent.
He did not understand it and he liked it even less; it terrified him. He began to howl.
Why should I enjoy fear, if that’s what I’m feeling? I am a top of the line food chain predator. Nothing should frighten me except other Divers.
"Master, I marvel how the fishes live in the sea. "
“Why, as men do a-land; the great ones eat up the little ones…”
“Houston, be advised: Rich Purnell is a steely-eyed missile man.”
Woven carbon filament. Like always.
“This is the story of Titanium Mike,” he said, and the words appeared silently on the screen. “His father was a shuttle pilot and his mother was a welder. He was born wearing a space suit, and when he was nine days old he built himself a rocket and took off for orbit. Then, when his rocket ran low on fuel, he lassoed a satellite with a length of high-tensile cable and pulled himself up the rest of the way on that. He was so tough that radiation just bounced off him….”