She can’t quite let herself believe. But the data keep confirming. And on that evening when Patricia finally accepts what the measurements say, her limbs heat up and tears run down her face. For all she knows, she’s the first creature in the expanding adventure of life who has ever glimpsed this small but certain thing that evolution is up to. Life

But in the world of satisfying stories—her preferred domain—both of Olivia’s parents are so much less than they should have been.

Every man should be capable of all ideas, and I believe in the future he shall be

like to toy with human thought like boys toy with beetles.

as if he, too, might have another hundred years or two to document what time hides forever in plain sight.

occult

They think it’s a line, spinning out from three seconds behind them, then vanishing just as fast into the three seconds of fog just ahead. They can’t see that time is one spreading ring wrapped around another, outward and outward until the thinnest skin of Now depends for its being on the enormous mass of everything that has already died.

“You live between three trees. One is behind you. The Lote—the tree of life for your Persian ancestors. The tree at the boundary of the seventh heaven, that none may pass.

La ruta nos aportó otro paso natural