In April this year, Iain Banks announced that he had inoperable cancer. At the time I was reading what became his last Culture novel, "The Hydrogen Sonata". Banks died shortly afterwards in June.

I came across this passage in "The Hydrogen Sonata" which struck me as poignant:

Living either never has any point, or is always its own point; being a naturally cheery soul, I lean towards the latter. However, just having done more of it than someone else doesn't really make much difference.

Much belated RIP, Iain Banks.


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Dammit, I love his stories and was hoping for more. He had a lot of interesting ideas in his books. Thanks for letting me know; its been a few months now and I had no idea he had died either.
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Thanks, I've corrected this in the quotation, I'm not sure whether the error is in the original text or not — I should have kept a page reference but didn't.

Comment by Jonathan