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Hari despised him with the sort of personal loathing most people reserve for cockroaches in their breakfast cereal.
“But I can explain it to you—and your viewers—the same way it was explained to me. You see, Earth and Overworld are the same planet in different universes. Each universe, the whole thing, sort of vibrates in its own way—what they call the Universal Constant of Resonance. Now, it doesn’t really vibrate, that’s just the easiest way to think about it. We go from one to the other by changing our Constant of Resonance to match the other universe. Is everybody confused yet?” (Audience laughs)
He’d pretended so hard that he could no longer separate pretense from reality.
His cupped hands cradle the world between them like a thin-shelled egg of a dragon—something infinitely precious and astonishingly fragile.
‘Those who make peaceful revolution impossible will make violent revolution inevitable.’ ”
“Y’know, there’s nothing more dangerous than an intellectual with power,”
The logo returned. “Workers are convicted felons, Administrator, who are cyborged to repay society for their crimes. This could be interpreted as a plea for sympathy, that death is preferable to life as a Worker.”
“Sons are a man’s pride, Caine, and daughters are the comfort of his age.
“All great art is ultimately self-portraiture, Caine.”
‘The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the unreasonable man persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Thus all progress depends on the unreasonable man.’ ”
How could he not like someone who took such obvious joy in simply being alive, in being who he was?
A lie is like a pet—you have to take care of it, or it’ll turn on you and bite you on the ass.”
Opposites attract, but similarities bind.
You’ve already beaten the worst enemy you’ll ever have—that voice in your head . . . It tells you the fight’s already over . . . whispers there’s nothing you can do . . . If you beat that voice, it’s a victory that can’t be taken from you. You might die, but you’ll die fighting.”
freedom that can be taken away was never real in the first place,
Shattering an illusion is the insult we never forgive.
“Is it true?” “Does it matter? When you tell a story loud enough and long enough, a story that plays right into people’s worst fears of betrayal, it grows its own truth.”
The riots, though, weren’t over: this was only a pause, a hitch in the breath between inhale and shout.
There is nothing easier than happiness; it’s the feeling that comes when you’re open to the life that flows through you, when you know that you are the river and the river is you.
