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He held her hand and shook his head. "They're inside, part of us by now. They are us. Where can we escape?Greg Bear
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Thought moves like a dissociation of leaves across a lawn in a breeze.Greg Bear
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It is the bullet you don’t hear that gets you.Greg Bear
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He had performed this ritual before, getting into trouble and then coming to his mother, uneasy and uncertain, not sure precisely what sort of trouble he was in. With uncanny regularity, she had seemed to jump onto a higher plane of reasoning and identify his problems, laying them out for him so they became unavoidable. This was not a service that made him love her any more, but it did make her invaluable to him.Greg Bear