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For me at the age of twenty, the only activity worthy of serious human effort was reading novels.

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I began reading my own way down that long shelf of books.

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My favorite critic was Northrop Frye.

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Some truths about the world are beyond the reach of a particular art form at a particular moment in time.

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Frustrated by the constraint of producing a single book with a single pattern of organization, I filled my collection with multiple cross-references, encouraging the reader to jump from one topic to another.

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I simply wanted the reader to understand Mary Taylor’s exhilaration in opening a dry goods store in New Zealand in the context of her friendship with Charlotte Brontë as well as in relation to the range of Victorian opinion on women’s work.

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I did not think of this cross referencing as hypertext because I had not yet heard the term.

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Although the computer is often accused of fragmenting information and overwhelming us, I believe this view is a function of its current undomesticated state.

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The more we cultivate it as a tool for serious inquiry, the more it will offer itself as both an analytical and a synthetic medium.

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We cling to books as if we believed that coherent human thought is only possible on bound, numbered pages.

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The computer is not the enemy of the book.

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It is the child of print culture, a result of the five centuries of organized, collective inquiry and invention that the printing press made possible.

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I am hooked on the charm of making the dumb machines sing.

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To elicit something with the tone of a human voice out of the silent circuitry of the machine.

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I find myself anticipating a new kind of storyteller, one who is half hacker, half bard.

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The spirit of the hacker is one of the great creative wellsprings of our time, causing the inanimate circuits to sing with ever more individualized and quirky voices.

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The spirit of the bard is eternal and irreplaceable, telling us what we are doing here and what we mean to one another.

uit Hamlet on the holodeck (pagina 1 t/m 10)