Reamde Quotes

““It’s nothing more than a great bloody cat!””

“Seamus had a Boston accent that could scrape the rust from a manhole cover.”

““Welcome to the GWOJ.”
“GWOJ?”
“Global War on Jones.””

“Wikipedia: Reamde”

“Neal Stephenson's official website”

“Wikicommons: Reamde”

“Uncle Richard,
…This is my first damsel-in-distress letter, so I hope I am striking the right tone…”

““Why do they believe that?”
“Because we are hackers,” Csongor said, “and they have seen movies.””

“"Ha ha noob, you are pwned by troll. I have encrypt all your file. Leave 1000 GP at below coordinates and I give you key"”

““This isn’t the first. People have been making malware that does this for a few years now. There’s a word for it: ‘ransomware.’””

““Before California, we have to get into trouble. Then out of it.”
Marlon shrugged. “But that is what we do.”
Csongor nodded. “That is what we do.””

“The young woman had turned toward him and thrust her pink gloves up in the air in a gesture that, from a man, meant “Touchdown!” and, from a woman, “I will hug you now!””

“It came to him then that he was overthinking this. This was a shoot-out. Nothing could be simpler. But he was making it too complicated by trying to use his wits to work the angles.”

“Far from wanting to pull a gun and shoot the man, Csongor now wanted to stand here and ask him questions all day. It was such a pleasure to be around someone who actually knew what the hell was going on.”

“The girl in the passenger seat said she had never before been in “a car like this,” meaning, apparently, a sedan. Richard felt far beyond merely old.”

“Richard understood that the spryness he had been envying Yuxia for was at least partly an act, a willed refusal to show pain.
Because she didn’t want men covering for her.
Because chivalry sometimes came with a price.”

““I don’t think you are actually retired,” Corvallis pointed out mildly.…
“It’s a selective retirement,” Richard explained, “a retirement from boring shit.”
“I think that’s called a promotion.””

““Seamus?”
He looked up. Csongor was there, and Marlon, and Yuxia, all freshly showered and looking like the Xiamen branch of the Lynyrd Skynyrd Fan Club.”

“He had found an image of one of the big Western-style business hotels along the waterfront: one of those places where it was possible to be a white person without attracting one’s own personal Stonehenge of cataleptic, openmouthed gapers.”

“The Walmart was like a starship that had landed in the soybean fields. … They went inside. The young ones shuffled to a stop as their ironic sensibilities, which served them in lieu of souls, were jammed by a signal of overwhelming power.”