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288 pages, Paperback
First published March 1, 1979
p216. [Saturn's] a hellacious big planet—the biggest in the System if you don't call Jupiter a planet...
p227. There is a kind of familiarity beyond déjà vu, a recall greater than total. It comes on like scales falling from your eyes. Say you haven't taken LSD in a long while, but you sincerely believe that you remember what the experience was like. Then you drop again, and as it comes on you simply say, "Ah yes—reality," and smile indulgently at your foolish shadow memories.
"This is what it is to be human: to see the essential existential futility of all action, all striving-and to act, to strive."One commentary that really struck me was this quote:
"It spoke of fear, and of hunger, and, most clearly, of the basic loneliness and alienation of the human animal. It described the universe through the eyes of man: a hostile embodiment of entropy into which we are all thrown alone, forbidden by our nature to touch another mind save secondhand, by proxy."The Robinson's are saying that we are all individual consciousnesses, and as such, we can't really know another person at the deepest level. All our knowledge is filtered through this imperfect tool of language.