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“Was this a betrayal, or was it an act of courage? Perhaps both. Neither one involves forethought: such things take place in an instant, in an eyeblink. This can only be because they have been rehearsed by us already, over and over, in silence and darkness; in such silence, such darkness, that we are ignorant of them ourselves. Blind but sure-footed, we step forward as if into a remembered dance.”

“Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium-- Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.-- ''[kisses her]'' Her lips suck forth my soul: see, where it flies!-- Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. I will be Paris, and for love of thee, Instead of Troy, shall Wertenberg be sack'd; And I will combat with weak Menelaus, And wear thy colours on my plumed crest; Yea, I will wound Achilles in the heel, And then return to Helen for a kiss. O, thou art fairer than the evening air Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter When he appear'd to hapless Semele; More lovely than the monarch of the sky In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms; And none but thou shalt be my paramour!”

“Was this, too, part of growing up? Was it facing the bad things you’d done as well as the good, and knowing all your mistakes had consequences? Peter made mistakes all the time— he was thoughtless; he hurt people. But it never troubled him, not for a moment. He forgot all about it in an instant. That was being a boy.”

“Was this what I wanted, the rest of my days being laid out for me? A life not of my choosing. Would I be able to live it out here, in this isolation, six months on an island, the days unfolding one into another, a series of Russian dolls, diminishing in their intensity and diminishing me as well. Would I be diminished? Or was this what I needed, to live here undisturbed for the rest of my life and never have to interact with the fractiousness of city living ever again?”

“Was this what the Emperor had felt, when he saw what Horus and Fulgrim had become? He wanted to hold her, to clasp her to him, until she was again what she had once been. Proof of his sanity, in an insane universe. ‘Do you remember when I taught you the proper way to hold a scalpel, my child? When I showed you how to flense tissue from bone?’ She stared at the child in the nutrient-tank. ‘No,’ she said, and her voice was small. So small.”

“Was, wenn ich euch sage, dass wir in unserer Zeit, ausgestattet allein mit drei Hilfsmitteln, einer Enzyklopädie, einem Blatt Papier und einem Bleistift, wie im Spiel alle Rätsel unserer Geschichte in einer Totalperspektive bis zur abgründigen Klarheit auflösen können? Von den Weltaltern der Antike bis zum letzten Goldenen Zeitalter der Menschheit, die großen Prophezeiungen und das Geheimnis des Bösen. Sodass alles, was fragwürdig war, fraglos wird: die Apokalypse! – Das haltet ihr für ganz unmöglich? – Ich sage euch: Ihr kennt das Aleph nicht. Und von den Zeiten versteht ihr nichts. Das Aleph aber und die Neue Ordnung der Zeiten sind eins.”

“Was wir heute als Volatilität und Instabilität der Märkte bezeichnen, hat damit zu tun, dass die Vertrauensgrundlagen der Ökonomie inzwischen so tief erschüttert sind, dass im Grunde nur noch diejenigen wirklich Geschäfte machen können, die auch zu verlieren bereit sind. Das sogenannte spekulative Kapital und die Spekulanten sind diejenigen, die nicht vom Vertrauen ausgehen, sondern von der Gewinnchance - sie sind die eigentlichen Spieler. Die allmähliche Transformation von der vertrauensbasierten Ökonomie in die Spielerökonomie, die eine sozialpsychologische Umstilisierung ganzer Gesellschaften einschließt, ist ein Teil des Dramas, das wir heute erleben.”

“Wasanbon sugar, honey and tofu. Together, they make a silky-smooth pastry crust that gently caresses the lips... while the fluffy, sticky white bean paste melts on the tongue. Its mellow and robust flavor wafting up to tickle the nose! And with every bite, the crisp tartness of apples pop like fireworks, glittering brightly and fading, only to sparkle once again. Its sweet deliciousness ripples from the mouth straight up to the brain... a super-heavyweight punch of moist, rich goodness!" "Yeeah!" "Ladies and gentlemen, all the judges have looks on their faces! What on earth could have created a flavor that rapturous?!" "The biggest secret to that flavor is right here, brushed on the underside of the pastry crust... apple butter!" "Apple butter?!" "Hmm..." It's as simple as its name- grated apple, lemon juice and sugar added into melted butter. The distinctive tang of fruit is melded together harmoniously with mellow butter, creating a spread that can add acidity, saltiness and rich body to a dish! "Yet making something like this is no mean feat! Two completely disparate ingredients must be not just mixed but perfectly emulsified together! It's a task akin to perfectly melding oil with water! Even pro chefs have difficulty bringing out the butter's smooth shine without accidentally letting it separate! Managing it all requires mastery of a very specific cooking technique!" "Yes, sir! I did use Monter au Beurre. It's a technique for finishing sauces... ... common in French cooking!”