Prison always has been a good place for writers, killing, as it does, the twin demons of mobility and diversion

It's one of the strangest attributes of this profession that when we writers get exhausted writing one thing, we relax by writing another.

Writing, I'm convinced, should be a subversive activity - frowned on by the authorities - and not one cooed over and praised beyond common sense by some teacher.

Why would anyone expect him to come out smarter? He went to prison for three years, not Princeton.

Nothing could be done about it—every human above the lowest Dregs’ Hive poverty class had a comlog with biomonitor, many had implants, and each of these was tuned to the music of the datasphere, monitored by elements of the datasphere, dependent upon functions of the datasphere—so humans accepted their lack of privacy.

You have to live to really know things, my love