Becki Falin

“Fortunate is he whose mind has the power to probe the causes of things and trample underfoot all terrors and inexorable fate.”
― Virgil

“Truthfully, Professor Hawking? Why would we allow tourists from the future muck up the past when your contemporaries had the task well in Hand?"
Brigadier General Patrick E Buckwalder 2241C.E.”
― Gabriel F.W. Koch, Paradox Effect: Time Travel and Purified DNA Merge to Halt the Collapse of Human Existence

“You can’t set fires, Anna. Never again. Promise.”
[Anna] aimed her defiance at Mary.
“And you? What’s your reason to hate me?”
Caroline spoke quietly. “We nearly died — in the fire in those mountains and at the house when Ravi had a gun pointed at us.” Her eyes were full of tears. “The fire you set at The Old Hospital could have killed me as well as Janet and Agnes.”
Anna muttered into the syrupy dregs of her tea. “Fire, you’re firing me?”
Mary grimaced. There had been too much fire.”
― Susan Rowland, The Alchemy Fire Murder

“What is present comes to presence in a coming forth and a going away. Even φθορά is γίνεσθαι: coming forth, a kind of φύσις, emergence—disappearance—going down. The quintessence of γένεσις as φύσις is transition, the unity of coming forth and passing away, and the latter essentially occurs in the same, in ἀλήθεια, because ἀλήθεια is conjointly and essentially concealment—withdrawal into concealing. This transition is the presencing which, however, now remains precisely hidden in favor of the presence of that which is present, that which is beaten into limits and as such is then pursued and dispelled in change. The transition will not be involved in the entrenchment of what comes to presence. The transition preserves the ἄπειρον. Presence is transitionally the gathered-gathering peak of φύσις, i.e., of unconcealedness. Presence must be experienced aletheiologically and not metaphysically in terms of the constant and the objectively present. Then it becomes clear that “being” pervades not the factor of duration of objective presence but, rather, the unique gatheredness of the emerging-perishing disconcealment.”
― Martin Heidegger, The Event