He wants only to rest and to have a little peace.

I don't approve of women driving, mind you. And now they get to vote!" He grumbled to himself. "Remember that play we saw ("The Minotaur")? All women are like that. Given a chance, they'd all fornicate with a bull.

No matter how well you know what a person has done and what he thought he was doing when he did it and what he now thinks of what he did, it is impossible to be certain of what he will do next.

As nightmarishly lethal, memetically programmed death-machines went, these were the nicest you could ever hope to meet.

Written By Neal Stephenson

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