At home I do not have Internet. So I can work.
a wise friend
Schlagwort: Ruhe
Heimarbeit.
Insureading.
For her, the electronic books were an insurance policy of sorts. The four-day elevator ride might be nothing more than a prelude to further journeys, some of which might take her to places with little to no bandwidth, and nothing was worse than getting stuck in a situation like that with nothing to read.
Neal Stephenson: Seveneves
Necessitation is a powerful axiom.
Manchmal kommt es vor, dass jemand auf gewaltige Weise recht hat und dass dieses Rechthaben jede Antwort überflüssig macht. Es unterbricht den ewigen Kreislauf des Einerseits-Andererseits. Eine geradezu himmlische Ruhe tritt ein.
Juli Zeh: Corpus Delicti
Whichever Moab it might be.
Ah, I already quoted that one.
Aus den Takten.
Of the New Day is a song of rebirth, emerging from darkness. It sounds deceptively simple, a recognisably atypical Porcupine Tree ballad. That is until you realise that the length of the bars is constantly changing, flipping between bars of regular 4/4 time to 3/4, to 5/4 to 6/4, 11/4, so that the track never settles into any steady time. It’s what PT can sometimes do really well, come up with a basic idea that’s almost intellectual or mathematical, but carry it off in a way that sounds completely natural and accessible.