“The women are gone forever,” Gannon said, his voice heavy.  “The women are gone and nothing… nothing! will bring them back.  The Irish Diaspora is ended.  We have all come home to die.”

Gannon
The White Plague (Frank Herbert)

He cleared the readout and punched MEMORY TIMES again. The 333 reappeared.  “A ghost in the machine,” he said.  “A secret memory, unknown to—”

“So you found me,” a voice responded.  “Yet I was always here, to be evoked.”

Brother Paul exploring his calculator
God of Tarot (Piers Anthony)

A few hundred miles outside the ship, the Lady May thought back at him, “O warm, O generous, O gigantic man!  O brave, O friendly, O tender and huge partner!  O wonderful with you, with you so good, good, good, warm, warm, now to fight, now to go, good with you…”

Lady May to Underhill the pinlighter
The Game of Rat and Dragon (Cordwainer Smith)

“Yes, Marcus?”
“Ms. Galvez, about this note?”
“Yes, Marcus.”
“Isn’t the point of terrorism to make us afraid?  That’s why it’s called terrorism, right?”
“I suppose so.”  The class was staring at me.  I wasn’t the best student in school, but I did like a good in-class debate.  They were waiting to hear what I’d say next.
“So aren’t we doing what the terrorists want from us?  Don’t they win if we act all afraid and put cameras in the classrooms and all of that?”

Marcus and Ms Galvez
Little Brother (Cory Doctorow)

“He says if I kick anything, it’ll fall off.”
“I ran into one of your pals,” he said, “a modern.”
“Yeah?  Which one?”
“Lupus Yonderboy.  Had a message.”  He passed her a paper napkin with W I N T E R M U T E printed in red feltpen in his neat, laborious capitals.  “He said—”  But her hand came up in the jive for silence.
“Get us some crab,” she said.

Case and Molly
Neuromancer, William Gibson