When the past is always with you, it may as well be present; and if it is present, it will be future as well.
We have sealed ourselves away behind our money, growing inward, generating a seamless universe of self.
Night City was like a deranged experiment in social Darwinism, designed by a bored researcher who kept one thumb permanently on the fast-forward button.
Cliches became cliches for a reason; that they usually hold at least a modicum of truth, and the following cliche is truer than most: You can't know where you're going if you don't know where you've been.
Cyberspace. A consensual hallucination experienced daily by billions of legitimate operators, in every nation.
The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.
