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Johnny Mnemonic
William GibsonWilliam Gibson słynne cytaty
Rozpoznanie wzorca (2003)
William Gibson cytaty
Źródło: Johnny Mnemonic, tłum. Piotr W. Cholewa, Katarzyna Karłowska, Krzysztof Sokołowski
Rozpoznanie wzorca (2003)
Neuromancer (1984)
Źródło: W głębi lądu
Źródło: Światło wirtualne, tłum. Piotr W. Cholewa
Źródło: Hotel New Rose
Wypalić Chrom (1982)
William Gibson: Cytaty po angielsku
“The future is already here — it's just not very evenly distributed.”
He is reported to have first said this in an interview on Fresh Air, NPR (31 August 1993) { unverified http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=1107153}, he repeated it, prefacing it with "As I've said many times…" in "The Science in Science Fiction" on Talk of the Nation, NPR (30 November 1999, Timecode 11:55) http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=1067220. See also The future has arrived... - Quote Investigator http://quoteinvestigator.com/2012/01/24/future-has-arrived/.
“The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.”
Źródło: Neuromancer (1984)
“They used their money to keep themselves out of the news.”
Źródło: Mona Lisa Overdrive (1988), Ch. 12
Kontekst: That’s interesting in itself, because it shows you how adept they were at obscurity. They used their money to keep themselves out of the news.
“The future is there… looking back at us. Trying to make sense of the fiction we will have become.”
Źródło: Pattern Recognition
Referring to his belief that it's possible for religions to help people.
No Maps for These Territories (2000)
“The lane to the land of the dead.”
Neuromancer (1984)
Kontekst: The lane to the land of the dead. Where you are, my friend. Marie-France, my lady, she prepared this road, but her lord choked her off before I could read the book of her days. Neuro from the nerves, the silver paths. Romancer. Necromancer. I call up the dead. But no, my friend," and the boy did a little dance, brown feet printing the sand, "I am the dead, and their land." He laughed. A gull cried, "Stay. If your woman is a ghost, she doesn't know it. Neither will you."
Twitter tweet (31 May 2009) http://twitter.com/GreatDismal/status/1986617191<!-- also (1 June 2009) http://twitter.com/GreatDismal/status/1986630272 -->
Kontekst: The most common human act that writing a novel resembles is lying. The working novelist lies daily, very complexly, and at great length. If not for our excessive vanity and our over-active imaginations, novelists might be unusually difficult to deceive.
“They were a traumatized lot, those boys. And I just felt frivolous.”
No Maps for These Territories (2000)
Kontekst: Consequently, when I got to Toronto, much to my chagrin, I really, really couldn't handle hanging out with the American draft dodgers. There was too much clinical depression. Too much suicide. Too much hardcore substance abuse. They were a traumatized lot, those boys. And I just felt frivolous.
“Acceptance. Acceptance of the impermanence of being.”
When asked what will save humanity.
No Maps for These Territories (2000)
Kontekst: Acceptance. Acceptance of the impermanence of being. And acceptance of the imperfect nature of being, or possibly the perfect nature of being, depending on how one looks at it. Acceptance that this is not a rehearsal. That this is it.
“They damaged his nervous system with a wartime Russian mycotoxin.”
Neuromancer (1984)
Kontekst: They damaged his nervous system with a wartime Russian mycotoxin. Strapped to a bed in a Memphis hotel, his talent burning out micron by micron, he hallucinated for thirty hours. The damage was minute, subtle, and utterly effective. For Case, who'd lived for the bodiless exultation of cyberspace, it was the Fall.
“If your woman is a ghost, she doesn't know it. Neither will you.”
Neuromancer (1984)
Kontekst: The lane to the land of the dead. Where you are, my friend. Marie-France, my lady, she prepared this road, but her lord choked her off before I could read the book of her days. Neuro from the nerves, the silver paths. Romancer. Necromancer. I call up the dead. But no, my friend," and the boy did a little dance, brown feet printing the sand, "I am the dead, and their land." He laughed. A gull cried, "Stay. If your woman is a ghost, she doesn't know it. Neither will you."
“There is always a point at which the terrorist ceases to manipulate the media gestalt.”
Official blog at williamgibsonbooks.com (31 October 2004) http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2004_10_01_archive.asp
Kontekst: There is always a point at which the terrorist ceases to manipulate the media gestalt. A point at which the violence may well escalate, but beyond which the terrorist has become symptomatic of the media gestalt itself. Terrorism as we ordinarily understand it is innately media-related.
Interview with Larry McCaffery in Storming the Reality Studio : A Casebook of Cyberpunk and Postmodern Science Fiction, Duke University Press (December 1991)
Kontekst: On the most basic level, computers in my books are simply a metaphor for human memory: I'm interested in the hows and whys of memory, the ways it defines who and what we are, in how easily memory is subject to revision. When I was writing Neuromancer, it was wonderful to be able to tie a lot of these interests into the computer metaphor. It wasn't until I could finally afford a computer of my own that I found out there's a drive mechanism inside — this little thing that spins around. I'd been expecting an exotic crystalline thing, a cyberspace deck or something, and what I got was a little piece of a Victorian engine that made noises like a scratchy old record player. That noise took away some of the mystique for me; it made computers less sexy. My ignorance had allowed me to romanticize them.
“Beyond ego, beyond personality, beyond awareness, he moved”
Neuromancer (1984)
Kontekst: He came in steep, fueled by self-loathing. When the Kuang program met the first of the defenders, scattering the leaves of light, he felt the shark thing lose a degree of substantiality, the fabric of information loosening. And then — old alchemy of the brain and its vast pharmacy — his hate flowed into his hands. In the instant before he drove Kuang's sting through the base of the first tower, he attained a level of proficiency exceeding anything he'd known or imagined. Beyond ego, beyond personality, beyond awareness, he moved, Kuang moving with him, evading his attackers with an ancient dance, Hideo's dance, grace of the mind-body interface granted him, in that second, by the clarity and singleness of his wish to die.
“Everything is different from now on. Something, something very fundamental has changed, here.”
No Maps for These Territories (2000)
Kontekst: I think the last time... the last time I had one of those "CNN moments," where I was slammed right up against the windshield of — of the present — would have been flipping on the television one day, and seeing that Federal Building in Oklahoma City lying there in its own … crater, and listening to a little bit of the audio, and … and getting the idea that something, something bad had happened in Middle America. And I had … some … very, very deep within me, something seemed to say, "Everything is different from now on. Something, something very fundamental has changed, here." … Whenever something like this happens, and I have one of these moments, it ups the ante on being a science-fiction writer. It changes … it changes the nature of the game.
No Maps for These Territories (2000)
Kontekst: All I knew about the word "cyberspace" when I coined it, was that it seemed like an effective buzzword. It seemed evocative and essentially meaningless. It was suggestive of something, but had no real semantic meaning, even for me, as I saw it emerge on the page.
“Acceptance that this is not a rehearsal. That this is it.”
When asked what will save humanity.
No Maps for These Territories (2000)
Kontekst: Acceptance. Acceptance of the impermanence of being. And acceptance of the imperfect nature of being, or possibly the perfect nature of being, depending on how one looks at it. Acceptance that this is not a rehearsal. That this is it.
“Terrorism as we ordinarily understand it is innately media-related.”
Official blog at williamgibsonbooks.com (31 October 2004) http://www.williamgibsonbooks.com/blog/2004_10_01_archive.asp
Kontekst: There is always a point at which the terrorist ceases to manipulate the media gestalt. A point at which the violence may well escalate, but beyond which the terrorist has become symptomatic of the media gestalt itself. Terrorism as we ordinarily understand it is innately media-related.
“Neuro from the nerves, the silver paths. Romancer. Necromancer.”
Neuromancer (1984)
Kontekst: The lane to the land of the dead. Where you are, my friend. Marie-France, my lady, she prepared this road, but her lord choked her off before I could read the book of her days. Neuro from the nerves, the silver paths. Romancer. Necromancer. I call up the dead. But no, my friend," and the boy did a little dance, brown feet printing the sand, "I am the dead, and their land." He laughed. A gull cried, "Stay. If your woman is a ghost, she doesn't know it. Neither will you."
Neuromancer (1984)
Kontekst: Wintermute was hive mind, decision maker, effecting change in the world outside. Neuromancer was personality. Neuromancer was immortality. Marie-France must have built something into Wintermute, the compulsion that had driven the thing to free itself, to unite with Neuromancer.
“Everything to Fontaine, had a story.”
Źródło: All Tomorrow's Parties (2003), Ch. 38 : Vincent Black Lightning, p. 191
Kontekst: If Skinner couldn't tell Fontaine a story about something, Fontaine would make up his own story, read function in the shape of something, read use in the way it was worn down. It seemed to comfort him.
Everything to Fontaine, had a story. Each object, each fragment comprising the built world. A chorus of voices, the past alive in everything, that sea upon which the present tossed and rode. When he'd built Skinner's funicular, the elevator that crawled like a small cable car up the angled iron of the tower, when they old man's hip had gotten too bad to allow him to easily climb, Fontaine had a story about the derivation of each piece. He wove their stories together, applied electricity: the thing rose, clicking, to the hatch in the floor of Skinner's room.
“A chorus of voices, the past alive in everything, that sea upon which the present tossed and rode.”
Źródło: All Tomorrow's Parties (2003), Ch. 38 : Vincent Black Lightning, p. 191
Kontekst: If Skinner couldn't tell Fontaine a story about something, Fontaine would make up his own story, read function in the shape of something, read use in the way it was worn down. It seemed to comfort him.
Everything to Fontaine, had a story. Each object, each fragment comprising the built world. A chorus of voices, the past alive in everything, that sea upon which the present tossed and rode. When he'd built Skinner's funicular, the elevator that crawled like a small cable car up the angled iron of the tower, when they old man's hip had gotten too bad to allow him to easily climb, Fontaine had a story about the derivation of each piece. He wove their stories together, applied electricity: the thing rose, clicking, to the hatch in the floor of Skinner's room.
“The damage was minute, subtle, and utterly effective.”
Neuromancer (1984)
Kontekst: They damaged his nervous system with a wartime Russian mycotoxin. Strapped to a bed in a Memphis hotel, his talent burning out micron by micron, he hallucinated for thirty hours. The damage was minute, subtle, and utterly effective. For Case, who'd lived for the bodiless exultation of cyberspace, it was the Fall.
Źródło: All Tomorrow's Parties (2003), Ch. 4 : Formal Absences of Precious Things, p. 20
“When you want to know how things really work, study them when they're coming apart.”
Źródło: Zero History
"Dead Man Sings," published in Forbes ASAP, November 30, 1998.
Źródło: Distrust That Particular Flavor
Misattributed
Źródło: thought to be Gibson's words as a result of Twitter attribution decay, despite repeated disavowals. https://twitter.com/#!/GreatDismal/status/144940064990961664 https://twitter.com/#!/GreatDismal/status/144941061578559488 https://twitter.com/#!/GreatDismal/status/144941447936884736 https://twitter.com/#!/GreatDismal/status/171091202161131520. The source, according to Gibson, is Steven Winterburn https://twitter.com/greatdismal/status/119133581598666752 https://twitter.com/5tevenw/status/73091190475595776. However, Steven Winterburn is NOT the original creator of that quote. The original quote is the creation of Twitter account holder "@debihope" https://twitter.com/debihope?lang=en. See research by quoteinvestigator http://quoteinvestigator.com/2014/10/25/diagnose/.
