“According to Nominalism, universals are names of names, but not of absolute reality or notion . . .” This phrase, too, has no meaning, Sasha thought in disappointment. And really, if one repeats the same word over and over again—“meaning, meaning, meaning”—it disintegrates into sounds, and becomes just as informative as the tinkling of water in a fountain, and . . . She held her head. Something is happening to me, she admitted.
