Ghosts could walk freely tonight, without fear of the disbelief of men; for this night was haunted, and it would be an insensitive man who did not know it.

Yes, I think that of all his books this is my favourite one. I don’t know whether it makes one “think,” and I don’t much care if it does not. I like it for its own sake. I like its manners.

Chaand ki chandni main chup jaana, sooraj ke roshni main dhal jaana...
Agar yaad aaye humari to aakhein band karke dil main zaak lena...

Because, Jack, you volunteered to be taken down into eternal torment in place of her. This is the absolute minimum (unless I'm mistaken) that any female requires from her man.

Written By Neal Stephenson

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