Make yourself comfortable, Hacker. Stay a while. — System Shock

"Paul Stannek: Cyborg assassin shot him in the back of the head... didnt even touch me. They knew DArcy was on to something."

"Edward Diego: A TriOp security team just tried to land in bay 6. They were real impressive til I blew out their attitude jets. Hey SHODAN, take a letter; Dear TriOp, please send some more people to investigate me. I run security, I run the robots, Im jamming communications. Thats right, Rebecca. Investigate me -- investigate my butt. Note to myself, keep that hacker on ice for a while in case I need him. Otherwise, just take him out."

"The automated asteroid ore facilities in JM-432 supply the UNN shipyards, so theyre crucial to defense. However, theyre also prime candidates for hackers. Somebodys gotten their claws into the primary data loop, and they need a team to head in there and blast their way past the automated defense systems."

"The Poliedes Trading Station has long been a haven for the black market. However, up until now they have not interfered with the running of station operations. Recent reports indicate that the Poliedes command staff has been overthrown, and the station is under the control of a self-appointed magnate. This must be rectified and a marine presence maintained on the station."

"Welcome aboard the Space Station Chesapeake Bay, sailor. It looks like youve picked up some standard weapons skills at basic on Coronado Island. Now its time for your tour of duty. Your tour will consist of four postings over four years. In this mans Navy youre given a choice of three different postings a year. Its up to you to decide what kind of career you want to have, so choose wisely. Just approach a shuttle bay to receive a briefing on a posting. If you think that posting is right for you, head into that bay to accept the assignment."

"Welcome to my DEATH MACHINE, interloper!"

"Some people think, Swami calls himself a powerful magnet, but He is unable to attract us. The fault lies in them only."

"All that you have suffered... I would gladly have borne myself to keep it from you."

"One must indeed be ignorant of the methods of genius to suppose that it allows itself to be cramped by forms. Forms are for mediocrity, and it is fortunate that mediocrity can act only according to routine. Ability takes its flight unhindered."

"Attila conceived himself to have a divine claim to the dominion of the earth: — the Spaniards subdued the Indians under plea of converting them to Christianity; hanging thirteen refractory ones in honour of Jesus Christ and his apostles: and we English justify our colonial aggressions by saying that the Creator intends the Anglo-Saxon race to people the world! An insatiate lust of conquest transmutes manslaying into a virtue; and, amongst more races than one, implacable revenge has made assassination a duty. A clever theft was praiseworthy amongst the Spartans; and it is equally so amongst Christians, provided it be on a sufficiently large scale. Piracy was heroism with Jason and his followers; was so also with the Norsemen; is so still with the Malays; and there is never wanting some golden fleece for a pretext. Amongst money-hunting people a man is commended in proportion to the number of hours he spends in business; in our day the rage for accumulation has apotheosized work; and even the miser is not without a code of morals by which to defend his parsimony. The ruling classes argue themselves into the belief that property should be represented rather than person — that the landed interest should preponderate. The pauper is thoroughly persuaded that he has a right to relief. The monks held printing to be an invention of the devil; and some of our modern sectaries regard their refractory brethren as under demoniacal possession. To the clergy nothing is more obvious than that a state-church is just, and essential to the maintenance of religion. The sinecurist thinks himself rightly indignant at any disregard of his vested interests. And so on throughout society."

"I told myself that I could soon start to relish the state of being alone […], only to find as usual that I was stuck with myself.[…] Twos company, which is bad enough in all conscience, but ones a crowd."

"Every friend says, “I am your friend, too,” but some friends are only friends in name. Is it not a deadly grief when a companion or friend turns into an enemy? O evil intention! From where have you sprung, to cover the earth with deceit? One kind of comrade takes advantage of his friend’s good fortune; in time of trouble he turns against him. Another kind shares his friend’s suffering, for the sake of a meal; when it comes to a fight, he thinks only of saving himself. Do not neglect a friend or forget him once you are wealthy."