Brian looked back and for a moment felt afraid because the wolf was so... so right. He knew Brian, knew him and owned him and chose not to do anything to him. But the fear moved then, moved away,and Brian knew the wolf for what it was - another part of the woods, another part of all of it.

The great writers of aphorisms read as if they had all known each other well.

Mirrors can kill and talk, they are terrible rooms

it was more likely that they would lose consciousness from the gee forces first—a relatively painless way to go.

Written By Neal Stephenson

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