Liebig himself seems to have occupied the role of a gate, or sorting-demon, such as his younger contemporary Clerk Maxwell once proposed, helping to concentrate energy into one favored room of the Creation at the expense of everything else.

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But as with Maxwell's Demon, so now. Either she could not communicate, or he did not exist.

What, I should only trust good people? Man, good people get bought and sold every day. Might as well trust somebody evil once in a while, it makes no more or less sense.

There was no difference between the behavior of a god and the operations of pure chance.

Can't say it often enough — change your hair, change your life.

Explosion without an objective', declared Miles Blundell, 'is politics in its purest form'.