Wicked Tribe, Rooling Tribe! is the mejor hacker tribe. Too small, too fast, too scientific!

Our lives aren't even about doing real things most of the time. We think and talk about people we've never met, pretend to visit places we've never actually been to, discuss things that are just names as though they were as real as rocks or animals or something. Information Age - Hell it's the Imagination Age. We're living in our own minds. No, she decided as the plane began its steep descent, really we're living in other people's minds.

As for monkeys, I would have five, and they would be named: See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil, Do Pretty Much Whatever The Hell You Want, and Expensive Attorney.

So we face our final hours...and all that was once certain has become uncertain. Except for defeat. That, as always, is the end of all our stories.

She had to find her own story, and she could make it whatever shape she thought best.

We are none of us promised anything but the last breath we take.

...Coca-Cola and fries, the wafer and wine of the Western religion of commerce.