Futuristic Quotes

“Three weeks hadn't changed Cop Central. The coffee was still poisonous, the noise abominable, and the view out of her stingy window was still miserable.

She was thrilled to be back.”
― J.D. Robb, Rapture in Death

“I laugh. Yer crazy, I says.
I was fine till I met you, he says.”
― Moira Young, Blood Red Road

“Entrepreneur, don't just read history, write it so people can see the future in the present.”
― Onyi Anyado

“The beautiful creatures are often the most dangerous," she murmured.”
― Cindy Pon, Want

“James had been acting a little weird. After waking up yesterday, he'd been a little bit distant. It might just be the stress of the trip. It was probably hard on James to be in charge of the little group. He was responsible for the welfare of his lover, a nun, and a talking horse. That couldn't be easy.”
― Anne Tenino, 18% Gray

“What man is really anti-progressive? For he is only anti-certain-people's-visions-for-the-future.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“Say what you will of religion, but draw applicable conclusions and comparisons to reach a consensus.

Religion = Reli = Prefix to Relic, or an ancient item. In days of old, items were novel, and they inspired devotion to the divine, and in the divine. Now, items are hypnotizing the masses into submission.

Take Christ for example. When he broke bread in the Bible, people actually ate, it was useful to their bodies.

Compare that to the politics, governments and corrupt, bumbling bureacrats and lobbyists in the economic recession of today. When they "broke bread", the economy nearly collapsed, and the benefactors thereof were only a select, decadent few. There was no bread to be had, so they asked the people for more!

Breaking bread went from meaning sharing food and knowledge and wealth of mind and character, to meaning break the system, being libelous, being unaccountable, and robbing the earth.

So they married people's paychecks to the land for high ransoms, rents and mortgages, effectively making any renter or landowner either a slave or a slave master once more. We have higher class toys to play with, and believe we are free.

The difference is, the love of profit has the potential, and has nearly already enslaved all, it isn't restriced by culture anymore.

Truth is not religion. Governments are religions. Truth does not encourage you to worship things. Governments are for profit. Truth is for progress. Governments are about process.

When profit goes before progress, the latter suffers.

The truest measurement of the quality of progress, will be its immediate and effective results without the aid of material profit.

Quality is meticulous, it leaves no stone unturned, it is thorough and detail oriented. It takes its time, but the results are always worth the investment.

Profit is quick, it is ruthless, it is unforgiving, it seeks to be first, but confuses being first with being the best, it is long scale suicidal, it is illusory, it is temporary, it is vastly unfulfilling. It breaks families, and it turns friends. It is single track minded, and small minded as well.

Quality, would never do that, my friends.

Ironic how dealing and concerning with money, some of those who make the most money, and break other's monies are the most unaccountable. People open bank accounts, over spend, and then expect to be held "unaccountable" for their actions. They even act innocent and unaccountable. But I tell you, everything can and will be counted, and accounted for.

Peace can be had, but people must first annhilate the love of items, over their own kind.”
― Justin Kyle McFarlane Beau

“Before the war. Adults must use this phrase a zillion times a day.”
― Eva Gray

“I have finally reverted the publishing rights for my Cocoon Trilogy back to me and, for the first time, e-published the final book - Butterfly: Tomorrow's Children. Cocoon, the movie and the book, was only the beginning.”
― David Saperstein, Butterfly: Tomorrow's Children

“I have done bad things. I can't take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am..”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“There are ten abilities, but no one has more than one—except me. I’m different that way. I have…more.”
“You mean you have all ten.”
I shrug my shoulders and nod.
“And you say you’re different, huh?”
“I am. I’m the only one—at least the first one,” I add, remembering what Sir Theo suggested about me being a more evolved species. A smile drifts to my mouth but fades when I notice Max staring at me with such disinterest that I become embarrassed.
“I see. So is it just you who likes to think you’re special or all the teens in your world?”
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Forget it. I guess I’m just trying to figure you out.”
― Quoleena Sbrocca, OuterSphere

“The future will look futuristic only because we will be trying to make it look futuristic.”
― Anonymous

“I pushed my over-taxed muscles even harder. I could already hear the sound of the heavy wheels that moved the doors into place.

And I knew I was not going to make it...”
― J.C. Morrows, Life After E.L.E.

“Devoid of any real liberty or justice, America and her children had fallen prey to what amounted to little more than a thinly veiled dictatorship. She now represented not the proud citadel of freedom, but the failed experiment of democracy.”
― Eric J. Martindale

“You see, evil men, the likes of whom have sought to enslave their fellow man since the dawn of creation, took America not by might or strength of arms, but by deception and guile.”
― Eric J. Martindale

“I think: by the time I'm old, nobody will be able to die any more.”
― Sara Baume, A Line Made By Walking

“My fingers flex as I extend my palms toward the creatures and the light. Energy pulses through me as the core of this dead land calls to me. More metal surrounds me, and I can feel it surging through me: the machine beast, the netting, even the faces of these creatures all consist of metal.

The creature snaps its head back at me and lunges, aiming its weapon at me. I jump to the side in terror, raising my hands to protect me from the blow. The creature flies backward, landing on the ground with a thud.

“What the hell is she doin’?”

“Jab her!”

I feel the energy rising within me. Or fear. Or both.
Voices yell. Feet trample the ground. They run toward me. A grunt rises in my chest as my arms thrust forward, acting on their own. I watch it like a dream as my hands clench, and my fingers retract into claws.
A thunderous shrill of ripping metal pierces the air. The iron fist rips in two. The creatures shout words as the two massive pieces of metal hover in the air. My arms cross then swing outward, sending the pieces hurtling beyond the lights and into the darkness.

Several of them dash toward me. I scream. My fingers aim at the creatures and curl. As my arms drop to my sides, I watch in terror as the creatures fall to the ground by their bronze faces.

My eyes burn from the stinging air. I feel like I am in a nightmare. I cannot control this power within me, and it terrifies me.”
― Quoleena Sbrocca, OuterSphere

“Ohhhh! What do we have here? That don’t sound like no man cry, ’less the rats gone and brung some boys to fight.”

He takes slow, lewd steps toward me, his eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth curled. His tongue strokes his upper lip as he bends over me and extends a hand. I try to stop another squeal from forcing its way through my closed mouth, but I can’t.

“Ahhhh yes!”

He crouches over me. A few inches lower and he would be sitting on my chest. I can smell his burnt flesh, but it’s nothing compared to his odor. My nose and throat burn from his stench. I would gag if I could.

He extends a battered hand and taps the glass of my goggles with his fingertips then rips them off my face. The strap yanks strands of hair from the back of my head. I try to scream from the pain, and my lungs feel like they’re bursting instead. He plants the goggles on my chest and laces his fingers, tracing his tongue across his lips. He winks at me, and I understand utter disgust.”
― Quoleena Sbrocca, OuterSphere

“It is the way of evolution,” Elias says, his words getting lost in the roar of the wind. “Two species of human cannot coexist. To believe so is to be naïve.”
― Quoleena Sbrocca, OuterSphere

“The coldness coats my senses. I envision it turning into a stone wall as thick as the depths of their lies. I picture it towering before me, barring the portion of my brain which controls emotions.

I conjure a small box and plant it in front of the stone wall of my mind. I open it and imagine three words fluttering into it like tufts of cotton on a gentle breeze. As my eyes burrow into the depths of her own, I seal the box and send it floating to a place where her subconscious will find it.”
― Quoleena Sbrocca, OuterSphere

“Let me ask you this, Rayne. What do you think the point of the wall is? Segregation of species? Well, it’s more than that. Your kind built it to protect you all from what you’re doing to us. Your world is clean and alive and beautiful I imagine, while ours rains ash from the clouds.”
― Quoleena Sbrocca, OuterSphere

“Looking back at that time it would be easy to understand how this could happen. The robots had no desire to conquer or control the world. The human-like robots were no more than a benevolent force trying to help humans be comfortable and happy during their short lives.”
― Rick Bohm, Diminution: Marginal Essence

“Zara listened intently, enjoying his insight, and appreciative of his openness, pleased that he felt comfortable enough to share his wants, and desires with her. Once they pulled up to the secluded, well-kept mansion, that was obviously from another time, he escorted her out of the car, and held her hand as they walked on the narrow red runner that covered the cobblestone path, and lead right up to the oversized red doors.”
― Tabitha Brace, Relic Beasts

“Have you noticed that most self-described ‘visionaries’ and ‘utopians’ completely lack prudence and, more importantly, foresight?”
― A.E. Samaan