In a world where data is coin of the realm, and transmissions are guarded by no better sentinels than man-made codes and corruptible devices, there is no such thing as a secret.
The more complex our security becomes, the more complex our enemy's efforts must be.The more we seek to shut him out, the better he must learn to bec… - C.S. Friedman
The more complex our security becomes, the more complex our enemy's efforts must be.The more we seek to shut him out, the better he must learn to bec…
- C.S. Friedman
A man does not truly understand his limitations until he has tested them. - C.S. Friedman
A man does not truly understand his limitations until he has tested them.
What is a child?" he asks her. The diamond gaze does not flinch. "Creatures that are sold on the street by their parents, to get the coin to make mor… - C.S. Friedman
What is a child?" he asks her. The diamond gaze does not flinch. "Creatures that are sold on the street by their parents, to get the coin to make mor…
In a world where data is coin of the realm, and transmissions are guarded by no better sentinels than man-made codes and corruptible devices, there i… - C.S. Friedman
In a world where data is coin of the realm, and transmissions are guarded by no better sentinels than man-made codes and corruptible devices, there i…
I sold my soul for knowledge of the future, only to have that very pact render me forever ignorant (Gerald Tarrant). - C.S. Friedman
I sold my soul for knowledge of the future, only to have that very pact render me forever ignorant (Gerald Tarrant).
Tomorrow could not get better if one failed to survive today. - C.S. Friedman
Tomorrow could not get better if one failed to survive today.
Civilized man longs for the illusion of barbarism. Either his culture fulfills this need by adopting its outer trappings, or he will be seduced by hi… - C.S. Friedman
Civilized man longs for the illusion of barbarism. Either his culture fulfills this need by adopting its outer trappings, or he will be seduced by hi…
All about us were people. Perhaps a hundred. Men. Experience had taught me that humans were cruelest when segregated by sex, and the cold feeling in … - C.S. Friedman
All about us were people. Perhaps a hundred. Men. Experience had taught me that humans were cruelest when segregated by sex, and the cold feeling in …
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