Why do they believe that? Because we are hackers, Csongor said, and they have seen movies.
This was probably rooted in a belief that had been inculcated to him from the get-go: that there was an objective reality, which all people worth talking to could observe and understand, and that ther...
This Snow Crash thing--is it a virus, a drug, or a religion? Juanita shrugs. What's the difference?
They were planning some sort of real estate development on the edge of the city—probably on that few acres of pasture out back of the Waterhouse residence. They would put up town-houses around the edg...
There’s no way to get from the point in Hemn space where we are now, to one that includes pink nerve-gas-farting dragons, following any plausible action principle. Which is really just a technical ter...
There are only two industries. This has always been true....There is the industry of things, and the industry of entertainment....After people have the things they need to live, everything else is ent...
The uniform has a hundred pockets, big flat pockets for deliveries and eensy narrow pockets for gear, pockets sewn into sleeves, thighs, shins. The equipment stuck into these multifarious pockets tend...
The room contains a few dozen living human bodies, each one a big sack of guts and fluids so highly compressed that it will squirt for a few yards when pierced. Each one is built around an armature of...
The Victorian system used Darwinian techniques to create killers adapted to their prey, which was elegant and effective but led to the creation of killers that were simply too bizarre to have been tho...
That, as far as she could tell, was the purpose of the religion she had been brought up in: it made people feel better when really horrible things happened, and it offered a repertoire of ceremonies t...
Talent was not rare; the ability to survive having it was.
THE LAY OF WALMART TRANSLATOR’S NOTE: The Lay of Walmart comprises two parts. Handwriting analysis confirms that both were written by the same author, self-identified as Tóki Olafsson, a skald
So say we all, she said.
Once you found the math in a thing, you knew everything about it, and you could manipulate it to your heart’s content with nothing more than a pencil and a napkin.
No one thought about the big picture for a few thousand years. We were all scrambling to survive.
Nell did not imagine that Constable Moore wanted to get into a detailed discussion of recent events, so she changed the subject. I think I have finally worked out what you were trying to tell me, year...
Jack was finally going mad, and it was a small comfort to know that he’d picked the right city for it.
If we get out of this, will you be my girl?
If the gathering had included more veterans of that elongated state of low-intensity warfare known as Society, this observation would have been keenly made by those soi-disant sentries who stood upon...
I think I’m in love, she said. He clapped a bag over his mouth and threw up. HOW