Distopias Quotes & Sayings

Utopias are boring. Distopias on the other hand, are interesting. — Robert Silverberg

Apparently while I was reading
The Complete Idiot's Guide to Dating, he'd read The Guide to Dating a Complete Idiot. — Tracy Brogan

Saving the human race is a frantic one. Or a tedious one. It all depends on what stage of the process you're taking part in. — Orson Scott Card

Now, if they're there to talk about something specifically, and I determine through my own editorial judgment, that another area isn't germane, or isn't an important part of it, that's something else. But we never agree to anything in advance, absolutely not. — Katie Couric

Once you're halfway home, you know that you can probably get the rest of the way there. — Janis Ian

Another great illusion that woman must ... destroy .. is the impurity of sex, the realisation in defiance of superstition that there is nothing impure in sex - except in the mental attitude toward it ... — Mina Loy

I'm a news junkie. — Mikhail Baryshnikov

History is merciless. History doesn't care if we pound our society down a rat hole. It's up to us to make more intelligent choices about how we live! — James Howard Kunstler

Well, not everybody who is pretty is necessarily beautiful. For the two to come together in a person is a rarity. — Jacob G. Rosenberg

They all knew this, but this didn't stop them from good-naturedly crowding around the front door every time it opened, every single time, despite the fact that they were never -EVER- let into the house. I loved this particularly fine thing about dogs: Despite a lifetime of denied entrance, hope never died in their hearts. — Jacqueline Kelly

The more important reason is that the research itself provides an important long-run perspective on the issues that we face on a day-to-day basis. — Ben Bernanke

Love remembers the places where it touched down. You can follow it back to them. — Kate Scelsa

Ennek realised what an enormous mistake it had been to buy the thing. Miner was stunning. The sweater was high enough on his neck to almost hide the iron collar. He reminded Ennek of ocean waves, white foam over sea green, but Miner was warm and soft, with a shy little smile and a slight blush on his cheeks. Ennek wanted to drown in him. — Kim Fielding