Making peace is often a simple thing, but simple isn’t the same thing as easy.

For two years, all you have to do is go where they tell you, stay behind your rifle, and kill and not be killed. It’s simple, but simple isn’t the same as easy.

Respect is such a simple and easy thing to have and to give, and it doesn't cost anything.

I’m a monster. You’re a monster. We’re all fucking inhuman monsters, and we don’t see a damned thing wrong with it.

You can’t afford anthropomorphic biases when some of the aliens most like us would rather make human hamburgers than peace.

I think that what I do, in terms of how I craft my words rhetorically, is fairly simple stuff. I don't mean that to denigrate myself. I mean that in the sense of, when I write, the person that I keep in mind is my mother-in-law.