Then he walked home and died.
The best way to know someone is to have a conversation with them.
Swords don't run out of ammo, Hiro shouts.
Nothing is more important than that you see and love the beauty that is right in front of you, or else you will have no defense against the ugliness that will hem you in and come at you in so many way...
Men who believe that they are accomplishing something by speaking speak in a different way from men who believe that speaking is a waste of time. Bobby Shaftoe learned most of his practical knowledge...
Men wanted to be strong. One way to be strong was to be knowledgeable. In so many areas, it was not possible to be knowledgeable without getting a Ph.D. and doing a postdoc. Guns and hunting provided...
Like a horseman who reins in a wild stallion that has borne him, will he, nill he, across several counties; or a ship's captain who, after scudding before a gale through a bad night, hoists sail, and...
If you did enough traveling, you'd never feel at home anywhere.
He has reverted, in other words, back into a pure balls-to-the-wall nerdism rivaled only by his early game-coding days back in Seattle. The sheer depth and involution of the current nerdism binge woul...
A long fall. Dinah had ceased to even think in terms of up and down. The concept of falling had become meaningless to her.
Penetrates your iris, tenderest of sphincters,
Stephenson has a once-in-a-generation gift: he makes complex ideas clear, and he makes them funny, heartbreaking and thrilling.—Time
Shit, if I took time out to have an opinion about everything, I wouldn't get any work done.
Orolo said, What if these two universes—each as big and as old and as complicated as ours—were entirely separate, except for a single photon that managed to travel somehow between them. Would that be...
Never been here before. It's like something on the top floor of a luxury high-rise casino in Atlantic City, where they put semi-retarded adults from South Philly after they've blundered into the mega...
Jack the sound barrier. Bring the noise.
How could your cover be blown in Canada? Why even bother going dark there? How could you tell?
For each stop—each timbre, or type of sound, that the organ could make (viz. blockflöte, trumpet, piccolo)—there was a separate row of pipes, arranged in a line from long to short. Long pipes made low...
And yet viewing several depictions of even an imaginary city, is enlightening in a way, Leibniz said. Each painter can view the city from only one standpoint at a time, so he will move about the place...
A few dud universes can really clutter up your basement.