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"It is easy to let go of the string and think: This isn't me, it's the arrow. My hands do not bear the blood of this boy, it's the arrow that killed him, not me. But the arrow does not dream at night. I wish for you to not dream either, little blue-eyed dryad. Farewell, Braenn."

This was awesome. But I just discovered the author is an ignorant hypocrite (Metro 2033 author called him "an arrogant motherf*cker*"), that last chapter felt very OOC, and I don't think I like Yennefer. :/ In hindsight, I don't think Sapkowski knows how to write women whatsoever.

(1) Wonder if my female students are too old for this now. (2) Peter David did 4 tales here; a drama and 3 comical fluffs. (3) John Blair Moore's take on kid!Belle was oddly critical. (4) Bizarre that famous lyrics were rewritten; I've never heard of a kid's publisher named Joe's Books.

The clunkiest parts of the book isn't the prose, multiple character POVs, the time jumps, or even the Earth vs Trisolaris interludes -- it's all of them together in a way that just doesn't flow.

Arguing with self-aware MMO characters against your own execution when there's permadeath was a cute moment.

Upgrading this from House of the Dead to Resident Evil levels of bad. So much of the plot and characterizations remind me of Japanese video games. World humanitarian bankrolls Islamic terrorists for money and a hot scientist girl! Gary Stu hero is reluctant hero who leads team! mysterious leader w/ one distinguishing quirk: sweets! Typical.

At least Junger acknowledges that his rose-colored glasses are blood-soaked.

Pure junk food. The apex of shit creek is still shit. Author is some wannabe badass who seems to have spent his life writing about the gates of hell, but never actually bother to look up the address.

A friend who's a photography nut pointed out a factual error: there was no Leica M2 in 1988. M2 came out in 1957. 1988 brought us the anniversary edition of the M6. This wouldn't be such a big deal if the author didn't make such a fuss about the model of the camera in the story itself.

Abe is a fucking moron.

A daughter watches her mother and a mob of classmates murder her father in a socially sanctioned tableau, then discover a close friend had committed suicide at home. Well, that was dark. But there is nothing romantic about revolution.

Even when someone's full of complete bullshit, it's important to try to see them as they see themselves. And to know who their heroes are, and what they find worth worshipping.

Even when someone's full of complete bullshit, it's important to try to see them as they see themselves. And to know who their heroes are, and what they find worth worshipping.

Damn book has gone way too long, but managed to grow on me. I haven't read anything of Doctorow's that's felt *real* since his "Someone Comes to Town, Someone Leaves Town". I can't explain this book. Except I think I understand there's beauty to be found in human pettiness.

"Every good thing comes to some kind of end, and then the really good things come to a beginning again."

LMAO. Find the missing weapons cache! Genius dick move. (Also weird this book was printed w/o
page numbers.)

"He ended up in this place because these supposed pals of his had screwed up. He knew that he was going to end up making up with them, going to end up getting deeper into this. He knew that this was how good people did shitty things: one tiny rotten compromise at a time. Well, he wasn't going to go there."

[Terror] "can take your heart from you and bare your throat to the wolves; it can make you go all hot and crazy, which almost always gets you killed... or it can make you go cold. That's what happens to . . . the kind who are defined by conflict. Like me. So I went cold." #gpoy

"Illegitimi non carborundum."

"Does learning to live with cruelty mean that I have to be the same way?"

"Illegitimi non carborundum."

An unstable market is a functional market. "[Y]ou invent something and charge all the market will bear for it. Someone else figures how to do it cheaper, or decides they can do it for a slimmer margin-- not the same thing, you know, in the first case someone is more efficient and in the second case they're just less greedy or less ambitious." Undercutting then drives down prices and creates 'superabundance'.

"We have so much capacity that the trivia[l] expands to fill it. And all that capacity is junk-capacity. It's leftovers. There's enough computational capacity in a junkyard to launch a space-program, and that's by design."

Easy to forget this is the same world as the Swagger novels. But there it is: "Sergeant Swagger returned to the car to await medical attention but bled to death before help could arrive.
He leaves a wife, Erla June, and a 9-year-old son, Bob Lee.”

Easy to forget this is the same world as the Swagger novels. But there it is: "Sergeant Swagger returned to the car to await medical attention but bled to death before help could arrive.
He leaves a wife, Erla June, and a 9-year-old son, Bob Lee.”

Easy to forget this is the same world as the Swagger novels. But there it is: "Sergeant Swagger returned to the car to await medical attention but bled to death before help could arrive.
He leaves a wife, Erla June, and a 9-year-old son, Bob Lee.”

"...the music, and how it spoke of men dying before their time for something they only vaguely understood and being only vaguely appreciated by the people on whose behalf they died, that made it hurt so much.”

"Richard knew he was smart . . . “But Lamar was *smart*. Put Richard on the street and he’s dead. Put Richard in jail and he’s dead. Put him in Russia, in ancient Rome, on Mars, in the Marine Corps, all those places—he’s dead. Not Lamar. Lamar ends up running most of them, or in their prisons, running them. Lamar just knows.”

This story is the ultimate nerd quest. I can't believe so much of it is familiar.