I can't pretend to understand probability math. But if the universe is so ordered, so — immutable — that the future can be told by a handful of numbers, then why need we go on living?
The Dark Side of the Sun (p. 22), St. Martin's Press. 1976
I can't pretend to understand probability math. But if the universe is so ordered, so — immutable — that the future can be told by a handful of numbers, then why need we go on living?
The Dark Side of the Sun (p. 22), St. Martin's Press. 1976