One of my favourite SF authors, Arthur C. Clarke, died today of post-polio syndrome. Sad day. I will miss him.
I suddenly remembered the closing of his short story, The Nine Billion Names of God. I don't remember exactly when I read this book. But I do remember reading Clarke as early as 1975.
After the monks finished running their computer program to determine all the names of God, they went outside and looked up at the night sky. The stars were going out.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
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