Joe Haldeman
American science fiction author.
She smiled. “I wouldn’t mind. Is that a difference between men and women or between you and me?”
“I think it’s a difference between you and merely sane people.”
I never found anyone else and I don’t want anyone else. I don’t care whether you’re ninety years old or thirty. If I can’t be your lover, I’ll be your nurse.
Maybe after the war we’ll be civilized again. That’s the way it has always happened in the past.
Big money seeks out the company of its own, for purposes of reproduction.
Relativity propped it up, at least gave it the illusion of being there...the way all reality becomes illusory and observer-oriented when you study general relativity. Or Buddhism. Or get drafted.
“Some are born crazy,” Amelia said. “Some achieve craziness. We had craziness thrust upon us.”