While leafy patterns and crystalline order were nature’s dusty and mysterious way, chaos was humanity’s true predilection. Arachne (1990)
Legality of the acquisition is sustained by virtue of sustained illegality. To wit: adverse possession. Arachne (1990)
You earned your place in society; anything conferred without commensurate effort was ultimately worthless. Arachne (1990)
Big Mama made a living at activism, a point her son liked to remind her of later. Not a tremendous living. Poverty level, in fact. But steady poverty beat the hell out of steady homelessness. Arachne (1990)
Oh yes, she’d seen it a thousand times. The latest of the latest, only to be bested and replaced by the latest still. A thousand times; and Pr. Spinner was only ten years old. Ten years, bot. Ten years was an eternity for AI. Arachne (1990)