Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Whispers Against the Great Roar of the World

"I wouldn't have done it this way!" Sax exclaimed. 
Ann stared at him. He steadfastly regarded the TV.

"I know," she said. And then she was tired of talk again, tired of its uselessness. It had never been more than it was now: whispers against the great roar of the world, half-heard and less understood.

- Kim Stanley Robinson, Red Mars, page 555

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