domingo, 14 de febrero de 2021

Record of a Spaceborn Few [Wayfarers 3] - Becky Chambers

Record of a Spaceborn Few (Becky Chambers)
- Subrayado en la página 59 | Pos. 903-4  | Añadido el jueves 19 de noviembre de 2020 22H30' GMT+00:00

and a bad guest was on par with a petty thief (which made an odd sense, Isabel decided: guests did eat your food and take your time).
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Record of a Spaceborn Few (Becky Chambers)
- Subrayado en la página 77 | Pos. 1167-72  | Añadido el viernes 20 de noviembre de 2020 16H58' GMT+00:00

You couldn’t know from a bit of conversation and a drink or two whether they understood in their heart of hearts that bodies should always be left in a better way than when you found them. With a professional, you could. And you’d know, too, that their imubots were up to date, that the kind of sex that could lead to pregnancy carried no such risk, that there wouldn’t be any dancing around whether or not to stay the night or see each other again or if it meant something. Of course it always meant something. But you couldn’t know if that something was the same. In Eyas’ opinion, going to a club was the safest way to have sex, both physically and emotionally. The alternative was a minefield.
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Record of a Spaceborn Few (Becky Chambers)
- Subrayado en la página 289 | Pos. 4427-30  | Añadido el miércoles 25 de noviembre de 2020 23H17' GMT+00:00

‘Our species doesn’t operate by reality. It operates by stories. Cities are a story. Money is a story. Space was a story, once. A king tells us a story about who we are and why we’re great, and that story is enough to make us go kill people who tell a different story. Or maybe the people kill the king because they don’t like his story and have begun to tell themselves a different one.



 

jueves, 4 de febrero de 2021

A Closed And Common Orbit [Wayfarers 2] - Becky Chambers

A Closed and Common Orbit (Becky Chambers)
- Subrayado en la página 325 | Pos. 4980-83  | Añadido el lunes 16 de noviembre de 2020 18H27' GMT+00:00

If I’m nothing more than a tool, then I must have a purpose. Tools have purposes, right? But I’m more than that. Pepper and Blue – and you, even – have been telling me that again and again and again. I know that I’m more than a tool. I know I’m a person, even if the GC doesn’t think so. I have to be a person, because I don’t need a purpose and not having one drives me crazy.’