Nexus Quotes

“Brainstorming is the nexus of ideas.”
― Asa Don Brown, Interpersonal Skills in the Workplace, Finding Solutions that Work

“You are easy to explain – even to you.  You may call yourself a soul if that pleases you, but what you are is a nexus of electromagnetic forces, so arranged that all the interconnections and interrelationships are exactly imitative of those of your brain in your Universe-existence – down to the smallest detail.  Therefore you have your capacity for thought, your memories, your personality.  It still seems to you that you are you.”
― Isaac Asimov, The Last Answer

“She felt herself to be at one of those nodes of the planet's human vibrations where absolute calm, albeit engendered by the juggling interference of contrary motions, is all the more soothing in its perilous instability.”
― Julien Gracq, Château d'Argol

“STABILITY IS AN ILLUSION. EMBRACE THE FLUX, OR BE CONSUMED
BY IT”
― Jeroen Saey, NeXus: The Artificial Intelligence Machine

“The ‘ideology of Pakistan’ has created a nexus between the ‘custodians of Islam’ and the country’s military, civil bureaucracy and intelligence apparatus, which collectively sees itself as the guardian of the Pakistani state.”
― Husain Haqqani, Reimagining Pakistan: Transforming a Dysfunctional Nuclear State

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― JackpotStar

“Indeed, the door before us was nearly identical in shape and style--- it blended into the Greek countryside perfectly, its wooden boards painted with a scene of pale, pebbly stone and sun-dried vegetation. A little patch of rock roses to the left continued into the painting, and these two-dimensional blooms tossed their heads in the breeze in time with their tangible brethren. Even more impossible, to my mortal eyes, was the doorknob, a square of glass enclosing a splash of turquoise sea. This nexus is truly the most peculiar variety of faerie door I have encountered in my career.”
― Heather Fawcett, Emily Wilde's Compendium of Lost Tales

“The bed-and-breakfast is a nexus," Jack said. "A nexus of realms."
She absorbed that. "And what exactly does that mean?"
He shrugged. "Lots of doors to other worlds."
Again, for an instant, Calisa couldn't breathe. She'd been right--- there really were other worlds through those doorways. Actual other worlds. I've been to other worlds! That was why the sun had felt and looked so strange and why the smells from the night market had been so unfamiliar. There wasn't anything like it on Earth, because she hadn't been on Earth. She'd known it, but she hadn't known it. A nexus of realms.
"It's rare, a place like this," Jack said. "That's why it's so special. It's a place where people can come to escape. A real getaway, for whoever needs it."
"So the guests... they're actually from other worlds? Realms, you said?"
"I think of them as 'realms' because, as my dad explained to me, they're not other planets. At least not other planets in our solar system. It's not like Kendra is from Venus, and Mulligan is from the moon or even Alpha Centauri. They're just from other places. Faraway places. Like pocket dimensions, if you want to sound all sci-fi about it”
― Sarah Beth Durst, The Faraway Inn

“I am not some minor jellyfish. I am the sea witch for the Eastern Seaboard, and I cannot be absent for an extended length of time. Auntie Zee understands this. If I am unable to return within twenty-four hours, there will be havoc.”
Reaching room number three, Kendra flung open the door. Calisa was struck by the stench of seaweed. Sea witch, did she say? What was a sea witch?
Eastern Seaboard?
As in the Atlantic Ocean?”
― Sarah Beth Durst, The Faraway Inn

“Bluebells rose misty from the ground. Angus reined to a stop, with a door between the worlds in front of them, a stone bridge that formed a half circle above a deep running stream. He would not cross over now, not until he held Anett firmly on the saddle before him.
On the stream's far side lay Faerie, and the trees were older and thicker, wise with lichens. An owl hovered on silent wings. Down in the water, he saw a flash of white legs, a swirl of long green hair, the water nixies that lived beneath the bridge.”
― Kathleen Schwab, Queenswood

“It would be as true to say the Three grew Faerie like a vine, using the hardwood of Earth as a support. The tree of Earth and vine of Faerie flourished together, drinking the sunshine of the Three, like two friends passing a cup of summer wine back and forth on an endless afternoon. In time the two worlds grew around and into each other, and in some places could hardly be told apart. These places became doors between the worlds. From time to time, animals found their way through the doors, and birds became particularly adept at this, crossing easily from side to side.”
― Kathleen Schwab, Queenswood