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The idiots always rose to the top and made policy.It explained a lot of things.
Jack McDevitt
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The beginning of wisdom is to admit to being inept. We’re all a bit slow. We have our moments, but in the end, we have to resort to bumbling through. It is what makes conviction so egregious.
Jack McDevitt
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He took particular delight in neutralizing those who desperately needed to be neutralized, those overblown, self-important, arrogant half-wits who were always running about dictating behavior, morals, and theology to everyone else. And he never looked back.
Jack McDevitt
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Truth is slippery, not because it is difficult to grasp, but because we prefer our preconceptions, our beliefs, our myths.
Jack McDevitt
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What would happen is that people like Geroge and Alyx would grow old and die chasing a dream. Although there were probably worse things to do with one’s life.
Jack McDevitt
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'Most of my business comes from picking up the pieces when people get things wrong.' She grinned. 'I’ll never lack for work.'
Jack McDevitt
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A man is entitled to only one great passion in a lifetime. Whether it’s music or a profession or a woman, everything else pales in its afterglow. The searing shock so changes one’s chemistry that if the object is lost, the experience can never be repeated. Only anticlimax remains.
Jack McDevitt
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An optimist is somebody who thinks our various political and social systems, schools and churches, support groups and Boy Scout troops, jury trials and congressional committees, are on the up-and-up. That they are intended for the benefit of the members. The reality is that they are designed to keep everyone in line.
Jack McDevitt
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(He was) tall and lean, an aristocrat by inclination, born into money and influence and never recovered.
Jack McDevitt
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Tides are like politics. They come and go with a great deal of fuss and noise, but inevitably they leave the beach just as they found it. On those few occasions when major change does occur, it is rarely good news.
Jack McDevitt
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Idiots are not responsible for what they do. The real guilt falls on rational people who sit on their hands while the morons run wild. You can opt out if you want to. Play it safe. But if you do, don’t complain when the roof comes down.
Jack McDevitt
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When do we reach a point where people become responsible for their own actions?
Jack McDevitt
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Faith has its price. When misfortune strikes the true believer, he assumes he has done something to deserve punishment, but isn’t quite certain what. The realist, recognizing that he lives in a Darwinian universe, is simply grateful to have made it to another sunset.
Jack McDevitt
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Talking with most people usually involves a search for truth. Talking with congressmen is strictly special effects.
Jack McDevitt
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Yes, it was not journalism’s finest hour. But, MacAllister often argued, it never had been.
Jack McDevitt
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A man without money is a bow without an arrow.
Jack McDevitt
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(He remarked) that anyone who truly wished to develop tolerance toward other human beings should start by casting aside any and all religious affiliation. When challenged by one of the other guests, he had asked innocently whether anyone could name a single person put to death or driven from his home by an atheist over theological matters.
Jack McDevitt
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'One should always be skeptical. That’s always been our problem. We have too many believers.''Believers in what?''In everything.'
Jack McDevitt
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The earliest religious feeling MacAllister could recall was being annoyed at Adam, because it was his fault that girls subsequently had to wear clothes.
Jack McDevitt
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It had been his experience that the worst cynics all started out as idealists.
Jack McDevitt
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Throughout our long and sorry history it has been men who supposed themselves to be exemplars of integrity who have done all the damage. Every crusade, whether for decent literary standards or to cover women’s bodies or to free the holy land, had been launched, endorsed, and enthusiastically perpetrated by men of character.
Jack McDevitt
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The Reverend Pullman sat on the opposite side of the bench, wearing clerical garb and one of those unctuous smiles that proclaims a monopoly on truth.
Jack McDevitt
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He’d grown a mustache since Randall had last seen him. It was hard to understand why: He looked devious enough without it.
Jack McDevitt
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The kids were both adolescents, at that happy stage where they could simultaneously make him confident about the future while they were sabotaging the present.
Jack McDevitt
