You might as well relax. Whatever it is they’re asking for, honey, it’s not for you.
Not asking for you.
Over or over again.
Where I could dream and nights were long
Anando.
Der war ein Elefant und heilig
Zucknographriegismus.
“I hadn’t known that,” I said. “I always tend to assume there’s an infinite amount of money out there.” “There might as well be,” Arsibalt said, “but most of it gets spent on pornography, sugar water, and bombs. There is only so much that can be scraped together for particle accelerators.”
Anathem by Neal Stephenson
Promoveiraten.
But in order to get married, I needed a job, and in order to get a job, I needed a Ph.D.
Stephen Hawking: A Brief History of Time