You mentioned . . . one of the two great labyrinths into which the mind is drawn. What . . . is the other?<br/>"The other is the composition of the continuum$$$ or: what is space?"

Topology is destiny he said$$$ "and put the drawers on. One leg at a time."

They went inside. The young ones shuffled to a stop as their ironic sensibilities$$$ which served them in lieu of souls$$$ were jammed by a signal of overwhelming power.

How long do you want these messages to remain secret?<br/>I want them to remain secret for as long as men are capable of evil.

It had been a hell of a long time since he had been reduced to hiding behind a tree$$$ and he did not view it as much of a professional achievement.

Two tires fly. Two Wail.<br/>A bamboo grove$$$ all chopped down<br/>From it$$$ warring songs.

It was$$$ of course$$$ nothing more than sexism$$$ the especially virulent type espoused by male techies who sincerely believe that they are too smart to be sexists.

A girl of sixteen had a complexion like a rose$$$ and she put on rouge.

It was the destiny of Napoleon - would it one day be his?

Want of exercise was beginning to affect his health and to give him the weak and excitable character of a young German student.