boundaries don’t exist
Gravity is a social construct.
Terence Theodore, Proverbs for a New Era.
Gravity is a social construct.
Terence Theodore, Proverbs for a New Era.
“It appears,” said Mr. Balfour, “that she is objecting to physics!”
Corliss Archer, Boarding the Crazy Train.
“If there really is a world. And we don’t know that, do we? I mean, we are all skeptics of course. But if there is a world, and if that world has a center, then that, old boy, is where Naomi dwells.”
Will Southey, Government Cheese, the Novel.
“And how do we find out about the present?” No one spoke, so he answered his own question: “We wait.”
Pryce Cummings, Rattle Box.
“For what it’s worth, Katie, I think that our ancestors are profoundly embarrassed by us.”
Lawrence Bird, Make It So.
The house that you dwell in is your box. Your trunk. A seaman’s chest.
Quentin Drabb, Ebenezer’s Untold Tales.
“What’s the matter, Irene? What’s wrong?” He could barely hear her as she disappeared round the corner. “Everything. Everything is wrong.”
Jason Starling, ed., Adventures in Narrative Parsimony.
How does one react to something that is disgusting? How that question is answered will determine the fate of a society.
Winston Joyce, Rational Agent Theory.
“If you actually do care, Ellen, then you need to stop caring.”
Georgina Hickes, An Ornamental Murder.
“We don’t have the words anymore, Molly. Ludicrous means nothing today. Ridiculous doesn’t come close. Clown show means nothing. Circus—nothing.”
Pryce Cummings, Rattle Box.
