“Could a literary life be referred to with the iambic pentameter of, say, harnessing wind power, transplanting hearts or saving the whales. Or did it necessitate the sombre and monotonous dirge of software, priority banking or turbine building.”
“I would talk in iambic pentameter if it were easier.”
“I even, to my own amusement if no one else's, developed the knack of cursing in iambic pentameters.”
“Wind is renewable. Turbines are not.”
“In the feudal fiefdom of school, rank was determined early. You could change your hair and clothes. You could, having learned your lesson, not write a paper on Julius Caesar entirely in iambic pentameter or you could not tell anyone if you did. You could switch to contact lenses, compensate for your braininess by not doing your homework. Every boy in school could grow twelve inches. The sun could go fucking nova. And you'd still be the same grotesque you'd always been.”
“When we speak of free software, we are referring to freedom, not price.”