“...imagine that you hold in one hand an oddly shaped stone. You keep this hand closed into a fist, but still you can feel the stone’s curvature and the pointed edges, the roughness—of course, you know the relative size and… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“What indeed is the half-life of a mortal consciousness? What is the half-life of a memory of that mortal consciousness? Of course, this is purely an academic question and of no immediate concern to those of us existing in the… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“Never miss an opportunity to be truly and deeply humiliated! The shame will carve you down to an individual of exquisite layering, and in… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“The fundamental basis by which the court’s decision might be made is, in itself, imperfect and subject to contradictions. There is very little consideration… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“In my mind, I could sense their roots under the soil, creeping in helical tangles of ever-increasing complexity outward and in all directions—out beyond… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“These facilities were relatively rustic even for this area of the world. Other inns at least had indoor plumbing and electricity. Most even had… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“Perhaps, there is no such person who can be called truly free, but only those who can be deemed so by comparison.” — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“The arrow of time obscures memory of both past and future circumstance with innumerable fallacies, the least trivial of which is perception.” — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“Innumerable arcs intersect and scatter into a vast indefinite sea.” — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“The...act of surrender—or devotion, as the case may be—was, to him, a kind of lifeline for those who sought a quick answer and didn’t… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“It is amazing how dispiriting it can be to enter a learning environment and to be made immediately to suppress your own exploratory inclinations.… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“All events of the past withered to mere skeletons, veined and fleshed of fancy.” — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“It seemed a ruse that fear of death should be the sole motivation for living and, yet, to quell this fear made the prospect… — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
“The temporal heart resonates at whispers From a Truth overarching Of whose countenance Timeless Intellect yearns vainly to fathom” — Ashim Shanker Copy Share Image
