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Like the famous mad philosopher said, when you stare into the void, the void stares also; but if you cast into the void, you get a type conversion error. (Which just goes to show Nietzsche wasn't a C++ programmer.)
Charles Stross
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'Bad day at the office?''It’s always a bad day at the office, insofar as the office exists in the first place.'
Charles Stross
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'We have a problem, sir.''What do you mean, a problem?' demanded the Admiral. 'We’re not supposed to have problems-that’s the enemy’s job!'
Charles Stross
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The idea of Curious Yellow, of surrender to a higher cause, seems to appeal to a certain small subset of humanity. These people manipulate the worm, customizing its payload to establish quisling dictatorships in its shadow, and the horrors these gauleiters invent in its service are far worse than the crude but direct tactics the original worm used.
Charles Stross
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'You grew up during the second oil crunch, didn’t you?' Sirhan prods. 'What was it like then?''What was it ...? Oh, gas hit fifty bucks a gallon, but we still had plenty for bombers,' she says dismissively. 'We knew it would be okay.'
Charles Stross
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'The programmers have a saying, you know? ‘If we understand how we do it, it isn’t artificial intelligence anymore.’'
Charles Stross
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The first rule of space travel...is that mistakes are fatal. Space isn’t friendly; it kills you. And there are no second chances.'
Charles Stross
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Adams fancies himself as a big swinging dick in risk analytics: Leave out the 'big' and 'swinging' and he’s right.
Charles Stross
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You’re like a priest who awakens one day and realizes that his god has been replaced by a cardboard cut-out, and he’s no longer able to ignore his own disbelief. And, like the priest, you’ve sacrificed all hope of a normal life on the altar of something you no longer believe in.
Charles Stross
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Well then. Will the naysayers please leave the universe?
Charles Stross
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The Cold War was all about who could build the biggest refrigerator, wasn’t it?
Charles Stross
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Ultimately, it was easier to change the subject than think the unthinkable.
Charles Stross
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I just don’t like it, for extremely large values of don’t and like.
Charles Stross
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You know there’s no advantage to be gained by murdering idiots-it doesn’t teach the idiot anything and it might give onlookers the idea that you take them seriously.
Charles Stross
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Liz isn’t simply not going by the book, she’s just about throwing it in the shredder.
Charles Stross
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Science fiction has traditionally been economically naive, with a strong libertarian streak, which I think is like a crude Leninism. That's attractive because it could be used to explain everything, and if only we lived by its tenets, everything would be perfect.
Charles Stross
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You take after your dad, a high-functioning sociopath with an incurable organic personality disorder. It’s one of the special-sauce variety, the kind with a known genetic cause.Your uncle Albert was something different, and worse: He was a man of faith.
Charles Stross
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It’s a thing of beauty, the ability to spin the cloth of reality, and you’re a sucker for it: Isn’t story-telling what being human is all about?
Charles Stross
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'He’s an artist,' she said calmly. 'I’ve dealt with the type before, and recently. Like the bad guy said, never give an artist a Browning; they’re some of the most dangerous folks you can meet. The Festival fringe-shit! Artists almost always want an audience, the spectacle of destruction.'
Charles Stross
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Intelligence and infinite knowledge were not, it seemed, compatible with stable human existence.
Charles Stross
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Lawyers do not mix with diplomacy.
Charles Stross
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As every secret policeman knows, there is no such thing as a coincidence; the state has too many enemies.
Charles Stross
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It was a lousy plan, the only thing to commend it being the fact that all the alternatives were worse.
Charles Stross
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You say paranoia, I say surveillance state. Worried about being tracked by hidden cameras stealthy air-borne remotely piloted vehicles, and chips implanted in your skull? You’re merely a realist.
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