Best 253 of Cyberpunk quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jason Heller

As each story for Cyber World popped up in my inbox, my confusion about how I defined cyberpunk grew. And I loved that feeling. Left to define the term “Cyber World” as they saw fit (or gloriously unfit), the authors formed a vast unconscious collective that redefined cyber-something-or-other for the current millennium. A network, you might even say. I don’t say that flippantly. Cyberpunk—or should we just start saying “cyberfiction”?—must must continually plug back into itself, challenge itself, consume itself, and reinvent itself if it hopes to survive and remain relevant.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rita Carla Francesca Monticelli

Siete stati manipolati a un livello più profondo di quanto immaginiate.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Tade Thompson

You are not a sensitive and will never experience this, but raw data surges, blunt data with errors which are slowly refined like the process of chiselling out a sculpture from a block of marble.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Mila Fois

Non c'è luogo, in questo mondo, dove lo squallore e la crudeltà fioriscano lussureggianti come per le strade di Muspel. Vi si può trovare qualsiasi cosa, viva o morta, ma spesso si tratta più di una via di mezzo tra le due, perché dove la vita si assottiglia, fino a strisciare nelle vie soffocanti ricolme di bazar, non esiste più confine tra bene e male.

By Anonym 15 Sep

William Gibson

...destiny spelled out in a constellation of cheap chrome.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Melissa Scott

This is what she hated most about the on-line world, the shadows as much as the bright lights of the legal nets: too many men assumes that the nets were exclusively their province, and were startled and angry to find out that it wasn't.

By Anonym 16 Sep

K. C. Alexander

For a strained moment, I couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t hear anything but the shattered pulse of a hammered artery struggling to keep up; fury carved in stinging wasps.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Zachary Mason

It's a poor sort of memory that only works backwards. I wish I could just slip up and down the timeline as I pleased. It's almost what I do anyway.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sam A. Patel

Freedom. The freedom to be, without limits, to the very best of your ability. The freedom to move without fear or reticence and live your life one leap at a time. The freedom to unbind yourself from all those paths that have been constructed for you by society and find your own way through the obstacles. The freedom to write your own physics, accepting nobody’s rules of gravity and space but your own.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Sam A. Patel

There are no limits, only plateaus.

By Anonym 19 Sep

William Gibson

The zipper hung, caught, as he opened the French fatigues, the coils of toothed nylon clotted with salt. He broke it, some tiny metal parts shooting off against the wall of salt-rotten cloth gave, then was in her, effecting the transmission of the old message. Here, even here, in a place he knew for what it was, a coded model of some stranger's memory, the drive held.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jason Heller

Glittering news chips in men’s sideburns and women with braided microfilament glo-strands stepping around me, laughing with silver lipsticks. Kaleidoscope streets: lights and traffic and dust and coal diesel exhaust. Muddy and wet.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Clyde Dsouza

You can't hack your destiny, brute force...you need a back door, a side channel into Life.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Carolina Cody Aldaz

My purpose is to change the fact that you’re just food. If you learn the lessons well you will be able to have a happy long life. A lot of us believe that the human being deserves the opportunity and the privilege to coexist with us. That’s why we risk ourselves and make the effort to take care of you.- Átropos

By Anonym 20 Sep

G. S. Jennsen

You look like you’ve been on a month-long bender. Have you?” “No, Ken, I have not. I’ve just had a long week.” Walked the streets of a city bathed in blood and stood amid a hundred thousand corpses. Negotiated a three-way peace treaty among opposing factions of a warring alien species who’d previously held me captive. Bullied the Metigen leadership into doing my bidding. Found out we’re not the real humans, and the real humans are currently enslaving the real universe. Oh, and I think I’m addicted to my ship. How was your week? “Nothing a shower and some food won’t fix.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Misha

How convenient, lust and a career move in the same packet.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Tade Thompson

The Machinery are a bunch of fuckwits who believe that the human body is best conceptualised as a machine, and that if behaviour is stripped down to only what is functional, a higher form of humanity will emerge. This means actions that lead to the fulfilment of their basic needs only. Disease is a malfunction. You can see where this goes. They’re boring as hell, they only speak to convey information and they are more inflexible than actual machines. They are said to be good spouses and accountants. The one beside me has a distinct self-image, fully identified as a machine. He repeats to himself mentally, ‘You are a machine, you are a machine.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Carolina Cody Aldaz

Mortal has not been a habitable place for a long time. We have been trying to survive patching it but one day it will break completely. Twinmortal is the future for all of us. You will achieve that future for us by learning has much as you can.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Ren Warom

She's wanted to erase him from her life for the longest time and never had the courage. Now she realizes it wasn't courage she needed, but this anger. This sickening, all-consuming rage.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Steven Kotler

You can’t scrub everything,” says Lorenzo. “Information gets what it wants, and it wants to be free.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Sam J. Miller

Qaanaaq was governed by a hundred thousand computer programs... but sometimes contradictory or irreconcilable mandates sparked a squabble that brought an agency's operations to a standstill until a human--or more likely--another AI intervened.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Raphael Carter

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 in; that October storms would never find us sharing an umbrella? The love of spring had thrived on wine and candles; now in the August of our lives, we needed newspapers and comfortable chairs. But it was impossible. No autumn--only a cold wind that blew through our summer, freezing the leaves in their places before they could motley and fall.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Anna L. Davis

I’d been an outcast my entire life. Growing up with technophobe parents in the dawn of a Cyborg Age did that to a person.

By Anonym 16 Sep

William Gibson

It was the root of street cool, too, the knowing posture that implied connection, invisible lines up to the hidden levels of influence.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Steven Kotler

what is genuine emotion and what is business strategy. The modern condition.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Raphael Carter

...it changes the central fact of the human condition: that each of us lives behind one set of eyes, and not another; that our own pain is an agony, and another's pain only an abstraction we believe in by an act of faith. It makes impossible all the sins of locality, all the errors that arise from being prisoned in one body and no other--as racism, sexism, classism, and of course and especially nationalism.

By Anonym 15 Sep

C. S. Friedman

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 was like wending your way through an obstacle course. Perhaps after a while you just learned to tune it all out... or perhaps you could buy programs that did it for you. He would have to design himself one of those before he did any more real work on the outernet, though he suspected that the consumer programs which were stalking him were capable of adapting to anything he could turn out quickly. Advertising: the ultimate predator. He longed for the simplicity of the Gueran network, which simply did what it was supposed to and no more. When had these people lost touch with the fact that the purpose of a network was to facilitate communication, not impede it?

By Anonym 16 Sep

Tade Thompson

I let go of the tenuous control I had and scream into the void. Without lungs you can scream forever, and I do.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Ren Warom

The worst thing about the truth is that you can't hide from it, especially not when it's tearing through your goddamn head with giant circular blade jaws.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jason Heller

And this is the end of Elaine Stainless, it seems. I thought I was helping those I’d harmed before, somehow—that I was making amends. I still think that now, if I’m honest. It’s not like there’s anything else I can do. Your backstory always gets you in the end.

By Anonym 19 Sep

K. C. Alexander

was half out the door when the chipset installed at the base of my skull thrummed; a haptic tap, like a finger poking at the top of my spine. A projected call, right to my personal frequency.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Emma Bull

I don't trust memory, anyway. Why should I? Memories, however undependable, ought to be the stuff on the sand when the tides of experience recedes. As long as they're part of that process, there's something valid about them, something that ties them to real life.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Melissa Scott

Alice in Wonderland, Alice down the rabbit hole, Alice out in Cyberspace, flung along the lines of data, flying across fields of light, the night cities that live only behind her eyes.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Raphael Carter

...you can't just break through a person's defenses like that; the defenses are a part of the person, they are the person. It's our nature to have hidden depths. It's like...skinning a frog and saying, 'Now I understand this frog, because I've seen what's inside it.' But when you skin it, it dies. You haven't understood a frog, you've understood a corpse.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Larry Mccaffery

Becoming real simply because he'd appeared on a few thousand TV screens. Growing up with a sense that media events were real, and personal events were not. Anything that didn't happen on television didn't happen. Even as he hated conventional programming, even as he regarded it as the cud of ruminants, still it defined his sense of personal unreality; and left him unfinished.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jason Heller

I blinked, and the world exploded with data. Images, scanned documents and photographs, a whirlwind of numbers, under-the-table deals, and whispered words.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Raphael Carter

We need them? Is that the best reason you can come up with? He laughed, a rasping, mechanical sound. "The kings of the ocean are gone, and what is our argument for their return? We need them? We? Their murderers? The ones that made the water bitter in their mouths, and killed the food they ate? The ones that made the ocean boil red with their blood for miles around? Men need them? Those vermin? Those stringing insects? Struggling pustulent humanity--needs them? Do you think a whale cares? You might as well need the sun to rise at midnight because you're feeling a bit chilly. Yes, of course, certainly we need them, But the question is, do we deserve them?

By Anonym 16 Sep

William Gibson

Don't let the little fuckers generation gap you.

By Anonym 15 Sep

G. S. Jennsen

A shout from the other side of the hole echoed through the destroyed room. “Hello? Are there injured up here?” Nika smiled. “Sounds like a response team is already here.” “Oh, thank gods.” Maggie slouched against the wall. “You know, waking up out of the blue and being told you’d died weeks earlier, your home’s been destroyed, the government’s been overthrown and a horrible alien species is on their way here to make your death permanent? It’s not as easy to recover from as it sounds.” Nika reached out and hugged her. “I know it’s not. But we are going to survive this. I promise you.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Mila Fois

Se quello era il prezzo dell'immortalità, allora sarebbe stato più alto di quello richiesto dalla morte.

By Anonym 15 Sep

J. E. Mac

A Dick and Jane story written in blood and battered bone. See Spot. See Spot run. See Spot run from a gaping chest wound. Run Spot run. See Detective smear Spot into a baggy for DNA testing.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Raphael Carter

The mind has doors...even as the body does. And when you drill new holes, you tap old hungers.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jason Heller

her searches told her all mothers felt this way, at one time or another. There always came a day—no matter how hard one tried, no matter how tightly one locked the door and barred the windows—when the outside world would come creeping in. When your baby’s head would turn away from the glowing hearth of home and toward the glitter of false promises.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Alex Livingston

Directional acoustics. In a place that sells sounds, they’re a must.

By Anonym 15 Sep

William Gibson

And somewhere he was laughing, in a white-painted loft, distant fingers caressing the deck, tears of release streaking his face.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Sam J. Miller

We want villains. We look for them everywhere. People to pin our misfortunate on. Whose sins and flaws are responsible for all the suffering we see. We want a world where the real monstrosity lies in wicked individuals. Instead of being a fundamental facet of human society, of the human heart. Stories prime us to search for villains. Because villains can be punished. Villains can be stopped. But villains are oversimplifications.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Sam J. Miller

Do not talk about the past here. Do not ask your neighbor why they left wherever they are from; do not expect your newfound friends to wax nostalgic for homes that no longer exist. Perhaps the past holds more than merely pain for you, but you can't assume that this is true for anyone else. We want to smell it, taste it, hear its songs, feel its desert heat or summer rain, but we do not want to talk about it. The things we've been through cannot hurt us here, unless we let them. The Fallen cities, the nations drowned in blood. The cries of our loves ones. Those stories we lock away. We will need new ones.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Neal Stephenson

He turns off the techno-shit in his goggles. All it does is confuse him; he stands there reading statistics about his own death even as it's happening to him. Very post-modern.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Sam A. Patel

She made us realize that human dignity is inalienable, and as long as there is still breath left in your body, there will always be something left to fight for.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Tade Thompson

What’s a quantum extrapolator?’ I ask. ‘You are,