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The human body is a republic of cells, a society of discrete living beings who have, for the good of the society as a whole, sacrifices their individual freedoms. ¶ So profound is this sacrifice that cells have gone so far as to sign their own death warrants and hand them over to their neighbor cells. Then should a cell's continued existence become a threat to its society, the neighbors may execute the warrant and le

"And then one day I watched [Clint "The Hondo Hurricane" Hartung] trot out to his position, stop, and casually blow his nose onto the ground, first the left nostril, then the right, and wipe his nose on his sleeve. So much for heroes: you don't want to watch too closely or they will let you down big time."

The fun of it, Henri thought the next day, was seeing how perfectly the future followed your plans: every turn, every upgrade and downgrade, every hamlet was in its foreseen place.

In "The Widow Who Lost Her Silver Coins," does she bemoan her lack of foresight in not knowing how to beg for alms, since her prayers can console the entire village? Whatever the case, she no longer provides this service because for all her powers, she is just as poor now as she ever was... Maybe the village will actually start to pay her for her powers.

I looked at people through a doctor's eyes and it made it difficult for me to have any human contact with them. Anger, bitterness—I'm rarely capable of those emotions. And the nobler sentiments people show toward me touch me hardly at all; it's my job to evoke them. I have to submit patiently to the consequences of the transfers I generate, and I must cut them off at the proper moment . . . . .

You're mighty arrogant when you haven't done anything. And then, once you get into it, you're too interested in what you're writing to waste time comparing."