Victor Robert Lee Quotes

Maybe he had become addicted after all - addicted to being the pivot point, to being as central as that crucial joint between copulating man and woman, but with a danger that did not know the bounds of orgasm.

What took you so long? Waiting for Buddha?

Imagine the joy of that - of not being beneath that big thumb. Imagine no longer being a beetle, but being a man.

Semtex, PE4, C-4, Plastrite, Netrolit, Spring Korper, Rowanex
Cono felt slightly shameful about his familiarity with plastics, and yet seeing them here, even so amateurishly arranged, gave him a perverse comfort.

Tamaris to her fellow jihadi: "Don't pray-- shoot!

History is running very fast in my country.

After all, the whole of humanity was anchored by inventions, contrivances, unrealities. Xiao Li lived on dreams, as most people do.

Beijing? Freedom? Oil and water.

And yet with that bleak horizon before her eyes, Katerina had said the first problem was the uranium. All the children dying. It came to that: women and their children. Even women and the children who did not belong to them. It was the only force in the world resisting the centrifugal destructive rage of men.

He has freedom on his face.

And yet Xiao Li always spoke of her mother as if her image were mounted in a red-and-gold picture frame resting on a shrine in the corner of a tidy house, to be venerated and pleased at all times, like a deceased ancestor ever-present and scrutinizing her progeny.

In my country, when we think about the future, we shake.

A kite only flies if it's tethered.

If it's not one god it's another. Allah or oil. Jesus or Jewels. Lenin or lust.

To Cono's mind the three assailants were all three nearly motionless even as they skittered and dodged, firing, maneuvering for a kill. Cono felt exhilaration - the ecstatic awareness that his strange brain and body had ordained him for just such moments, by allowing him to enter a space outside of time.

To make a friend you must close one eye. And to keep a friend, you must close both eyes.

Cono felt embarrassed by the thought that he might have been just another pitiful orphan trying to turn his friends into family, and that he might be blinded by this need, a need that colored his whole life, that ache to offer worth to someone.

Freedom is hard to come by.

Your death rides a fast camel.

It's only a cut, a reminder of this day. A reminder to ask every day, Why am I doing this?

You, Cono, are part of a new trend of uncovering the genetic basis of human performance anomalies.

Todd was neuter, it seemed, except for the near-orgasmic pleasure he took from his formulas. Cono guessed that only a person who didn't really care for people could find personalities in equations, and friends in matrices. Todd spoke of data sets as if they were current or future lovers. Cono admired him for his ability to find joy beyond the secretory impulses that controlled most humans.

Even now, I feel your arms around me
My breath is your breath and yours mine
Even now, I hear you laughing like bells ...
You sing to me and I sing to you
Dear child of my womb, my love,
Time has left us, left us forever together.