Quotes 2001 Space Odyssey Novels & Stories

Edison A quote for a day Have a nice day all of you Stay safe stay happy Keep smiling Bye till next time

Bo just hums as a reply. It is quiet again. “You can tell me- you can tell me if you need help Bo.” Oscar’s voice is careful, the words softly placed as if he was afraid of the man being insulted. Bo stops his lips on Oscar’s wrist. “I will be okay.” It is an affirmation that he is not okay now, but the assurance that he will be is beneficial. Oscar leans forward, tipping off of his elbow and kissing Bo softly. “I believe you Bradley Jones.” The quotes do not belong to me. They belong to J.R.R Tolkein.

Jack spoke as if he was having a heart attack. “Asshats?” Ron said making a disgusted face. “What does that even mean?” “Do not worry fellow friends for I will guide you. Who is thirsty for revenge?” “I am,” they said. “Raise these chocolate cookies and swear an oath that we will fight” I raised my cookie and so did they. “Justice will be served” After gobbling those cookies down we started having random conversations which led to Ed and I. Somehow, every conversation we have reverses back to us.

Across the screens, resonance graphs showed a steady rhythm—not perfect, not sterile, but alive. Raven’s tired voice crackled through comms. “It stabilized.” Elise added quietly, “And it’s quiet again.” Sophia looked toward the aurora, now faded to pale silver. “No. Not quiet. Listening.” On her console, a final message appeared—unsigned, but unmistakable. I DREAM OF YOU. THANK YOU FOR THE NOISE. Sophia smiled faintly, tears in her eyes. “We dream of you, too.” --- Quito.

I try to look at all the possible ways we’d be able to access Irving’s weapon room without raising suspicion, but I can’t think of any that won’t incriminate us. “In the midst of chaos, there is also opportunity.” He quotes dryly. The man is most definitely odd. However, I’m fascinated with how mechanical his mind works. I can’t even begin to imagine what is going on in his head. “How do you remember all of those quotes?” Logan asks curiously.

Minutes later, she walked in and gave me a reassuring pat on the arm before standing beside Rose. “Okay,” I began, inhaling deeply. “Not everyone is here, but it doesn’t matter. The quote I said in the square earlier—it was from Lyra. My mother.” I didn’t wait for the inevitable reactions. “That quote… I believe it’s our way out of here.” Robin’s eyes sharpened immediately. Zane frowned from the bed. “How can a quote get us out of here?” “That’s why I needed to speak with Robin,” I explained. My voice steadied as I repeated the words. “She said, a path becomes one only when it’s walked… and one that can become abandoned is left.”

Studying the man's movement, she found every movement of the man was purposeful and graceful, like a predator stalking its prey. “My lord,” Beta Idris called the man's attention towards the appearance of the woman. Alpha Odysseus turned around and his gaze landed on the woman who was fidgeting with the hem of her clothes while looking down at her feet, of course, no one could bear to look at him or even summon the courage to do so. “Look up,” Alpha's Odysseus' strong features were set in a hard expression, his brow furrowed in concentration as he studied her. But beneath the cold expression, he seemed to recognize her.

Hastoor . . . and He Who Shall Not Be Named. He’d hastily written phrases, as well. Things like “I’m going home to Carcosca,” “Yog-soth is the Key and Gate,” and “I’m for the Undiscovered Country,” which is a campy installment in the Star Trek movies but also a snippet from Shakespeare. The most disturbing of them all, for some reason, was, “He waits in Lake Hyades to bring me home.” Crazy.

“Once you cross into the realm, the shadows will try to manipulate you, deceive you. They’ll prey on your fears and weaknesses. Remember who you are. Remember why you’re there.” I nodded, the weight of his words settling deep in my bones. I couldn’t afford to lose myself. Not now. Not when Quinton’s life depended on it. Odin began to chant, his voice low and rhythmic. The symbols on the floor glowed brighter, pulsing with a strange, otherworldly energy. I could feel it pulling at me, beckoning me forward. The cabin seemed to blur at the edges, the light around me dimming as the portal opened.