Friday, August 21, 2009

NOTES: A Canticle for Leibowitz by Walter M. Miller, Jr.

p. 127 When you tire of living, change itself seems evil, does it not?

p. 178 "Nayol [~Nature] is without speech, and therefore never lies." -- Thon Thaddeo Pfardentrott's assistant

p. 266 Destiny always seems decades away, but suddenly it's not decades away; it's right now.

p. 305 …the unreasoning fear of suffering. Metus doloris. Take it together with its positive equivalent, the craving for worldy security, for Eden, and you might have your "root of evil…."

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