#ban

We did some soul-searching. Was the cable industry obsolete? Was it an opportune time to get out? Our conclusion was that if you rebuilt your system with this new fiber-optic coaxial hybrid - which we now call broadband - the glass was half full, not half empty. We could compete. ↗

— Brian Roberts

#cable #call #compete #conclusion #could

Christianity revitalized life in Greco-Roman cities by providing new norms and new kinds of social relationships able to cope with many urgent urban problems. To cities filled with the homeless and the impoverished, Christianity offered charity as well as hope. To cities filled with newcomers and strangers, Christianity offered an immediate basis for attachments. To cities filled with orphans and widows, Christianity provided a new and expanded sense of family. To cities torn by violent ethnic strife, Christianity offered a new basis for social solidarity. And to cities faced with epidemics, fires, and earthquakes, Christianity offered effective nursing services. ↗

— Rodney Stark

#cities #urbanization #family

Is it not true that in ancient times the worst punishment of all was not death, but banishment? ↗

— Jean Said Makdisi

#community #punishment #death

The death has an only color. ↗

— Sabrina Benulis

#archon #demons #love #sci-fi #urban-fantasy

I need a Kleenex.” She sniffs. Guy disengages his hands from hers, takes the hem of his sweatshirt, and wipes her nose with it. “That’s romantic,” she says, embarrassed. “Well, it is sort of, because I wouldn’t do it for anybody else in the world. ↗

— Julia Hoban

#hoban #julia #scared #willow #romantic

The essential London scenes is a row of low identical houses set around a square. ↗

— Anna Quindlen

#city-life #london #urban-geography #imagination

Life serves the food, and Death always shows up to the banquet, like an univited guest with nothing in hand to contribute, just to devour everything then leave. ↗

— Anthony Liccione

#death #devour #left-with-nothing #life #selfish

To die, is to be banish'd from myself; And Silvia is myself: banish'd from her, Is self from self: a deadly banishment! What light is light, if Silvia be not seen? What joy is joy, if Silvia be not by? Unless it be to think that she is by, And feed upon the shadow of perfection. Except I be by Silvia in the night, There is no music in the nightingale; Unless I look on Silvia in the day, There is no day for me to look upon; She is my essence, and I leave to be, If I be not by her fair influence Foster'd, illumin'd, cherish'd, kept alive. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#love #shakespeare #love

I let one of the men rename me. A man gave me the name Rose – you didn’t know that, did you, Poke?…He said, this man, he said that Kwan was too hard to remember, even though it’s a good name and it means ‘spirit,’ and that the rose was the queen of flowers and I was the queen of Patpong.” She laughs, rough as a cough. “The queen of Patpong. A kingdom of whores and viruses. Death with a smile. ↗

— Timothy Hallinan

#edgar-award #poke-rafferty #thriller #death

It's Simon. He's missing." "Ah," said Magnus, delicately, "missing what, exactly?" "Missing," Jace repeated, "as in gone, absent, notable for his lack of presence, disappeared." "Maybe he's gone and hidden under something," Magnus suggested. "It can't be easy getting used to being a rat, especially for someone so dim-witted in the first place." "Simon's not dim-witted," Clary protested angrily. "It's true," Jace agreed. "He just looks dim-witted. Really his intelligence is quite average.

— Cassandra Clare

#magnus-bane #intelligence