William Gibson Quotes
The box was a universe, a poem, frozen on the boundaries of human experience.
Dreaming in public is an important part of our job description, as science writers, but there are ba...
Show MoreHis smile was the nightmare in my back pocket.(Speaking about Ronald Reagan)
I think the least important thing about science fiction for me is its predictive capacity.
If you make something, it's an artifact. It's something that somebody or some corporate entity has c...
Show MoreShe is increasingly of the opinion that worrying about problems doesn't help solve them, but she has...
Show MoreI've never really been very interested in computers themselves. I don't watch them I watch how peopl...
Show MoreOne of the liberating effects of science fiction when I was a teenager was precisely its ability to ...
Show MoreIt's impossible to move, to live, to operate at any level without leaving traces, bits, seemingly me...
Show MoreThe 'Net is a waste of time, and that's exactly what's right about it.
Farber says (in my recollection, anyway) the European (or classical) art, including film, is cultura...
Show MoreThe future is there... looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fiction we will have become.
She'd first seen Covent Garden after a heavy snow, walking with her hand in Win's, and she remembers...
Show MoreWe have no future because our present is too volatile. We have only risk management. The spinning of...
Show MoreThere must be some Tommy Hilfiger event horizon, beyond which it is impossible to be more derivative...
Show MoreAnd the Flatline aligned the nose of Kuang's sting with the center of the dark below. And dove. Case...
Show MoreRain woke him, a slow drizzle, his feet tangled in coils of discarded fiberoptics. The arcade's sea ...
Show MoreI'm quite proud of what I anticipated about reality television from my books in the early '90s, whic...
Show MoreCase had always taken it for granted that the real bosses, the kingpins in a given industry, would b...
Show MoreThings aren't different. Things are things.
Lost, so small amid that dark, hands grown cold, body image fading down corridors of television sky.
Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in eve...
Show MoreA year here and he still dreamed of cyberspace, hope fading nightly. All the speed he took, all the ...
Show MoreCase shuffled into the nearest door and watched the other passengers as he rode. A pair of predatory...
Show MoreHis eyes were eggs of unstable crystal, vibrating with a frequency whose name was rain and the sound...
Show MoreShe held out her hands, palms up, the white fingers lightly spread, and with a barely audible click,...
Show MoreAll the speed he took, all the turns he'd taken and the corners he'd cut in Night City, and still he...
Show MoreTwenty-three D," he said, as a boarding-pass spooled from a different slot. He pulled her passport o...
Show MoreNo," said Blackwell, "she won't, because that would be a violation of the very personal terms I will...
Show MoreTime moves in one direction, memory another. We are that strange species that constructs artifacts i...
Show MoreIn Heathrow a vast chunk of memory detached itself from a blank bowl of airport sky and fell on him....
Show MoreAnd, for an instant, she stared directly into those soft blue eyes and knew, with an instinctive mam...
Show MoreVoodou isn’t like that. It isn’t concerned with notions of salvation and transcendence. What it’s ab...
Show MoreMary Shelley may well have invented science fiction. I think she did! But after that it seemed to be...
Show MoreWhen I began to write fiction that I knew would be published as science fiction, [and] part of what ...
Show More'Cyberspace' as a term is sort of over. It's over in the way that, after a certain time, people stop...
Show MoreThe future is already here. It's just not evenly distributed yet.
I like the idea of people who've had some success in one form secretly wanting to be something else;...
Show MoreThe heart is a muscle. You 'know' in your limbic system. The seat of instinct. The mammalian brain. ...
Show MoreWhen we do the best we can, we never know what miracle is wrought in our life, or in the life of ano...
Show MoreI would like to design what people generally call streetwear. I'd like to dress skateboarders, or wh...
Show MoreShe hung up before he could say goodbye. Stood there with her arm cocked, phone at ear-level, sudden...
Show MoreOur best analyst thinks it's not a tactical design. Something for mall ninjas....Young men who dress...
Show MoreWhen you want to know how things really work, study them when they're coming apart.
They'd run all these tests on him and decided he wasn't racist. He wasn't, either, but not because h...
Show MoreYou're from the future, Mr Netherton?""Not exactly," he said. "I'm in the future that would result f...
Show MoreShe's right, Kate's right, I'm right and you're wrong. If you drive her away from here it will be ov...
Show MoreThat's something that tends to happen with new technologies generally: The most interesting applicat...
Show MoreThat’s what money will buy you, in America,” Brown had said, firmly. “People say Americans are mater...
Show MoreSecrets...are the very root of cool.
Hitler had had entirely too brilliant a graphics department, and had understood the power of brandin...
Show MoreShe looks after him, feeling a wave of longing, loneliness. Not sexual particularly but to do with t...
Show MoreWe have no idea, now, of who or what the inhabitants of our future might be. In that sense, we have ...
Show MoreThe future is there," Cayce hears herself say, "looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fict...
Show MoreIt is a way now, approximately, of being at home. The forum has become one of the most consistent pl...
Show MoreParanoia, he said, was fundamentally egocentric, and every conspiracy theory served in some way to a...
Show MoreThe future has already arrived. It's just not evenly distributed yet.
There are tumults of the mind, when, like the great convulsions of Nature, all seems anarchy and ret...
Show MoreThe future is already here – it's just not evenly distri
Language is to the mind more than light is to the eye.
Time moves in one direction, memory in another.
Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in eve...
Show MoreFar more creativity, today, goes into marketing of products than into the products themselves
The future is already here - it's just not evenly distributed.
To present a whole world that doesn’t exist and make it seem real, we have to more or less pretend w...
Show MorePeople who couldn't imagine themselves capable of evil were at a major disadvantage in dealing with ...
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