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“Human history is the ancient story of the umbilical conflict between a lone individual versus a cabalistic society. A love-hate relationship defines our personal history with society, where the suppression of individuality for the sake of the collective good battles the notion that the purpose of society is to enable each person to flourish. A conspicuous feature of cultural development involves societies teaching children the sublimation of unacceptable impulses or idealizations, consciously to transform their inappropriate instinctual impulses into socially acceptable actions or behavior. The paradox rest in the concept that in order for any person to flourish they must preserve the spiritual texture of themselves, a process that requires the individual to resist societal restraint, push off against the community, and reject the walls of traditionalism that seek to pen us in. The climatic defining event in a person’s life represents the liberation of the self from crippling conformism, staunchly rebuffing capitulating to the whimsy of the super ego of society.”

“...a spacecraft is passing and some human is up there hefting a lift-bar with her legs, willing her muscles not to give in to the seduction of weightlessness, nor her bones to birdness. Else that poor spacefarer will be in all kinds of trouble when she lands back on earth where legs, once more, are very much a thing. Without that hefting and sweating and pressing she would survive the blazing heat and tumble of her re-entry only to be pulled from her capsule and fold like a paper crane.”

“So are you, sunshine,” Paige replied. “Bad night?” Even though he didn’t take off his sunglasses, I knew he was staring straight at me. “I’ve had better,” he said with an entirely straight face, while I coloured up from head to toe. “I’ve had worse.” … “Now, now children,” Paige intervened, entirely oblivious to the extreme level of bitchy subtext flying across the table. “Let’s not have fisticuffs … Can we kiss and make up?” Nick turned up one corner of his mouth and nodded. “I’m game if you are, Vanessa.” “I think she means figuratively,” I said, adding cream to my coffee. “I’m a professional.” “Really?” He rested his elbows on the table and pushed his glasses up over his eyebrows. “I probably owe you some money then.”

“Let me rephrase,” he added, sharper than barbed steel. “I’m coming with you.” “Excuse me?” Solara came to a sudden stop, forcing him to do the same. “You’ll go wherever I send you.” “I’m not—” “Don’t interrupt.” He sealed his lips shut. “Our relationship is simple,” she told him. “I say ‘Jump,’ and you say ‘Through which window, Miss Brooks?’ You don’t make demands of me. Are we clear?”