Neal Stephenson Quote
For most of the day and night, time oppresses me. It is only when I am at work on the innards of a clock-or a lock-that time stops.The clock stops, you mean.No. Time stops, or so it seems. I do not sense its passage. Then something interrupts me-I become aware that my bladder is full, my mouth dry, my stomach rumbling, the fire’s gone out, and the sun’s gone down. But there before me on the table is a finished clock- now suddenly a snicker from the mechanism, and a deft movement of his hands. Or an opened lock.
Neal Stephenson
For most of the day and night, time oppresses me. It is only when I am at work on the innards of a clock-or a lock-that time stops.The clock stops, you mean.No. Time stops, or so it seems. I do not sense its passage. Then something interrupts me-I become aware that my bladder is full, my mouth dry, my stomach rumbling, the fire’s gone out, and the sun’s gone down. But there before me on the table is a finished clock- now suddenly a snicker from the mechanism, and a deft movement of his hands. Or an opened lock.
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