She cried for the life she could not control. She cried for the mentor who had died before her eyes. She cried for the profound loneliness that filled her heart. But, above all, she cried for the future ... which suddenly felt so uncertain.

Ladies and gentlemen.” He [Jabba] sighed. “Meet the kamikaze of computer invaders...the worm.

Outside, in the newly fallen darkness, the world had been transformed. The sky had become a glistening tapestry of stars.

I would have thought you'd import an English staff?" "Good heavens, no! I would not wish a British chef on anyone except the French tax collectors.

Who will guard the guards ? If we're the guards of society, then who will watch us and make sure that we're not dangerous?

Knowledge grows exponentially. The more we know, the greater our ability to learn, and the faster we expand our knowledge base.

sometimes to find truth one must move mountains -Kohler