Apr 22, 2007 18:57
He looked down through the darkness for his hands. No planet, no universe is greater to a man than his own ego, his own observing self. These hands were the hands of all history, and like the hands of all men, they could by their small acts make human history or end it. Whether this power of hands was that of a billion hands, or whether it came to focus in these two - this was suddenly unimportant to the eternities which now infolded him.
- Theodore Sturgeon
The whole process of writing a thesis is turning out to be much more of a pain than it should be. I've never liked being made to jump through useless hoops for the sheer purpose of jumping.