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one of the worst things about electronic communication. Lacking facial expression, tone of voice, or context, words could be taken any number of ways. With only one cryptic word now, I was discouraged.
Siry answered with one simple, shattering word. Veelox.
Ser Arys was pleasant company abed, but wit and he were strangers. (Arianne Martell)
Aiden had filled a part of my heart that I hadn't known was empty. And for that I'd be forever grateful. Beneath the pain was the reality of the end of whatever it was we'd shared. I missed him, and his absence was profound. He was everywhere, yet he was nowhere at all.
Aelin of the wildfire.
We all long for Eden, and we are constantly glimpsing it: our whole nature at its best and least corrupted, its gentlest and most human, is still soaked with the sense of exile.
Fainali, xen, aafte sam 20 iers ov orxogrefkl riform, wi wud hev a lojikl, kohirnt speling in ius xrewawt xe Ingliy-spiking werld.
Avant Garde is French for bullshit.
As Mr. Nagle so competently points out, almost no one uses Eiffel; in fact until recently there were only 9 users. But now a 10th person just started, so we are holding a conference, appropriately titled the TENTH Eiffel USER conference, to celebrate.
Lyc-V is a jealous virus. It exterminates all other invaders with extreme prejudice.
I hate you," I declared.
"You don't."
"I do."
"Okay, maybe whoever this new Ava is does but she's a bitch and I don't give a fuck if she hates me. The old Ava doesn't hate me and she's in there somewhere, I saw her five minutes ago and that's who I'm keeping safe.
Accurst ambition, how dearly I have bought you.
In an ever-changing technological landscape, where today's platforms are not tomorrow's platforms, the key seems to be that any one of these spaces can use a dose of humanity and art and culture.
view. Absentmindedly
Aethe, near my heart.
Without vanity, the ribbon.
Without duty, the wind.
Without blood, the victory.
The avant-garde in every field consists of the lonely, the friendless, the uninvited. All progress is the product of the unpopular.
Avarice breeds envy, a worm that is always gnawing, letting the avaricious enjoy neither their own nor anyone else's good.
Nothing matters more to AA's future welfare than the manner in which we use the colossus of modern communication. Used unselfishly and well, it can produce results surpassing our present imagination.
A wounded heart needs aloof.
The internet is a wild land with its own games, languages and gestures through which we are starting to share common feelings.
Thou art a votary to fond desire
It is formatted, and I'm tired of using vi. I get really bored.
ASAP. Whatever that means. It must mean, 'Act swiftly awesome pacyderm!
Awake my great soul.
Crito we owe a rooster to Aesculapius
Fly, Abraxos," she breathed.
Abraxos sucked in a great breath, tucked his wings in tight, and fell off the side of the post.
He liked to do that - just tumble off as though he'd been struck dead.
Her wyvern, it seemed, had a wicked sense of humor.
I use Facebook to broadcast my intellectual luggage".
~R. Alan Woods [2012]
We are so obsessed with the Net and technology that we forget the message ... We imagine to be able to do anything, and our software helps us believe we can ... But we must move beyond the 'how' to reconsider the 'what' and the 'why' ...
No care and no sorrow,
Mirth is the Mail of Anguish --
We all live every day in virtual environments, defined by our ideas.
My inheritance how lordly wide and fair;
Time is my fair seed-field, to Time I'm heir.
Awake and listen, you that are lonely! From the future come winds with stealthy wings, and to subtle ears good tidings are proclaimed.
diphthongs. Avril
aesthete sometimes, Sonmi. Perhaps those deprived
Ev'n wit's a burthen, when it talks too long.
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We are all awed by your incredible wit.
Adivce from a horse
Take life's hurdels in stride.
Loosen the reins.
Be free sprited.
Keep the burrs from under your saddle.
Carry your friends when they need it.
Keep stable.
Gallop to greatness.
Ove cushions all your irritations, unnatural instincts, hatreds and immaturities.
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We wish we could show you the world as it sleeps. Then you'd never have any doubt about how similar, how trusting, how astounding and vulnerable we all are.
Let us trust the power of love,
and fly by spreading the wings of love.
A falcon hovers at the edge of the sky.
Two gulls drift slowly up the river.
Vulnerable while they ride the wind,
they coast and glide with ease.
Dew is heavy on the grass below,
the spider's web is ready.
Heaven's ways include the human:
among a thousand sorrows, I stand alone.
If letters had eyebrows, these would be arched.
I wish I could sleep with you," Echo's sexy-ashell
drowsy voice mumbled through the phone.
"Say the word, baby, and I'll rock your
world.
Something passes between us that I'm pretty sure both of us can feel, even though neither one of us says anything. It's not even any kind of attraction, even though I've been feeling that on and off all night. This is something different.
We have a secret now. A secret from Ava.
What do you need?" Vadderung asked.
"Advice," I said. "If the price is right."
"And what do you think a sufficient price would be?"
"Lucy charges a nickel."
"Ah," Vadderung said. "But Lucy is a psychiatrist. You realize that you've just cast yourself as Charlie Brown."
"Augh," I said.
The information age has been driven and dominated by technopreneurs. We now have to apply these technologies in saving lives, improving livelihoods and lifting millions of people out of squalor, misery and suffering. In other words, our focus must now move from the geeks to the meek.
ASK AND YOU WILL RECIVED.IT HAS WORD FOR ME.
It's tough to have an authentic relationship with awe in the age of awesome, a word that has become so overused as to be drained of its meaning.
Ove lays bare your soul.
What do you want?" Jake asked.
"Nothing. Can't I sit down for a chat with someone I once shared an egg with?"
"Trevor, you never chat with me. You mock me, you torment me, and sometimes you even say something profound. But you never chat. So spit it out and put me out of my misery.
The Englishman foxtrots as he fox-hunts, with all his being, through thickets, through ditches, over hedges, through chiffons, through waiters, over saxophones, to the victorious finish; and who goes home depends on how many the ambulance will accommodate.
Dear Alec and Magnus, How are you? Everything's just fine here. Thanks for you postcard with the picture of the Taj Mahal. It looks nice. Disregard my last few postcards. I see I overdid it. To make it up to you, I'm going to redecorate Magnus's loft for free. -Izzy
Dark Star Safari,
I love you." - Avery
"I know." - Cam
"Cocky." - Avery
"Confident. I love you sweetheart." - Cam
Let the world wagge, and take mine ease in myne Inne.
Tis an ill wind that blows no minds
Death is the road to awe.
A fair feeld ful of folk fond I ther bitwene -Of alle manere of men, the meene and the riche,Werchynge and wandrynge as the world asketh.
RVM Thoughts for Today -
Dare to be different.The world is full of the Ordinary .
The Net's interactivity gives us powerful new tools for finding information, expressing ourselves, and conversing with others. It also turns us into lab rats constantly pressing levers to get tiny pellets of social or intellectual nourishment.
All affectation; 'tis my perfect scorn;
Object of my implacable disgust.
I flamed amazement
Sometimes I'm dazzled by how modern and fabulous we are, and how easy everything can be for us; that's the gilded glow of technology, and I marvel at it all the time.
I think the wonderful thing about vi is that it has such a good market share because we gave it away.
How awesome is the awe God!
Don't you mean 'assclown'?" he looked amused.
"No," I said louder this time. "I mean asscrown. The crown on top of the asshat that covers the asshole of the assclown. The very zenith in the hierarchy of asses.
Adventuring can be for the ordinary person with ordinary qualities, such as I regard myself.
Viagra, Valtrex, Valium... you fuck enough strangers, you're taking a blue pill with a "V" on it.
ALEX: "How come you smile when you knock me down?"
AIDEN: "It's the little things that make me happy.
There's a village in my computer - friends, fans, readers, and colleagues. It's a populous, sometimes chaotic little burg always bustling with news, gossip, opinions and potential excitement.
It's when we face for a moment the worst our kind can do, and shudder to know the taint in our own selves, that awe cracks the mind's shell and enters the heart.
Hi there! This is Eddie, your shipboard computer, and I'm feeling just great, guys, and I know I'm just going to get a bundle of kicks out of any program you care to run through me.
The well-known shrill voice startled Almayer from his dream of splendid future into the unpleasant realities of the present hour. An unpleasant voice too. He had heard it for many years, and with every year he liked it less. No matter; there would be an end to all this soon.
Nothing else so inspires and heartens people as words of appreciation. You and I may soon forger the words of encouragement and appreciation that we utter now, but the person to whom we have spoken them may treasure them and repeat them to themselves over a lifetime
Nat, how do you spell orgasm?"
"You don't spell it, you feel it
Imagine a bunch of swashbuckling programmers pillaging and hoarding software gems from rich codebases around the seven software seas. Daring. But dangerous. It's coding with the bad hygiene of a salty seaman.
With every action we take, we send love or suffering into the web that connects us.
ADIAPHORY (ADIA'PHORY) n.s.[Gr.]Neutrality; indifference.
I shall arise and go to Innisfree
Today is Sunday
It will be Sunday forever
Black birds fly over
In this one instance
May we never recover
From this one new something
We are just starting to discover
["Emoticon" is] one of the worst words ever--it deserves to die horribly in a head-on crash with infotainment.
Described as a "workaholic speed-writing freak" by fellow writers, a "creative writing class drill sergeant" by his writing 'padawans', Voinov is a self-confessed geek and has enlarged his days by 12 secret hours in return for the sacrifice of ten albino virgin pygmy hippos.
The internet does not adhere to the inherent, necessary asymmetry of high-versus-low-art categorizations that we use in the cultural sector: in a banal sense, all photographs on the Web are orphans ready to be claimed.
Sigh"
"Did you just say sigh? out loud? instead of actually sighing?
"Eye roll
Dick Dale don't surf no more.
See you on the other side of the screen, if you make it, earnest cyberspace cadet.
36lest v he come suddenly and w find you asleep. 37And what I say to you I say to all: r Stay awake.
WindClan territory
Up here on this forgotten elbow of land, I have nothing to lose, and though I am more afraid now than I have ever been, I am relieved, I am unburdened, I am ascending.
Be nat wrooth, my lord, though that I pleye. Ful ofte in game a sooth I have herd seye!
AWE coordinated with a number of attendees who couldn't make the trek out to Santa Clara to give them time on a Beam, letting them tool around the show floor, chatting with vendors and goofing around with irl attendees.
Earnestness is the salt of eloquence.
raises an interesting question about the new corporate giants that are colonizing large swaths of virtual space. He asks, "how hard would it be to go a week without Google? Or, to up the ante, without Facebook, Amazon, Skype, Twitter, Apple, eBay, and Google?
For chess, that superb, cold, infinitely satisfying anodyne to life, I feel the ardour of a lover, the humility of a disciple.
Unexpected doors fly open, unexpected channels are free, and endless avalanches of abundance are poured out upon me, under grace in perfect ways.
There is a sort of consolation at the contemplation of the yawning abyss, at the bottom of which lie darkness and obscurity. Edmond