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This Pulitzer Prize winning book is a mind-opening journey that spans science, computation, zen, art, music and much much more. The book is most unusual in the way it tells its story. Some chapters are dialogs between Waldrop Stephen Hawking once said: “I think the next century will be the century of complexity.” Complexity science is one of the most important breakthroughs in recent history. Unlike the traditional specialized approach to science, complexity focuses on patterns and properties that exist across different branches.Achilles and Tortoise. Other chapters are focused on Bach’s fugues and the theorems of great German mathematician Kurt Gordel.Throughout the book, Hofstadter discusses the work of M.C. Escher, a painter famous for his paradoxical paintings that question how the mind perceives space. In addition, the book features chapters about modern genetics, zen buddhism and neuroscience. All of these seemingly diverse topics come together to discuss recursive structures, the mind, artificial intelligence and computation. 2. Complexity by Mitchell

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looked down at the recumbent thief.
"Good.
He looked up and yelled as another ember landed on his neck. Flames were racing along the rooftops on the other side of the street. All around him people were hurling possessions from windows and dragging horses from puzzling him.
"I’m sure all the candles went out," he said. "So how did the Drum catch fire?"
"I don't know," moaned Twoflower. "it's terrible, Rincewind. We were getting along so well, too."
Rincewind stopped in astonishment, so that another refugee cannoned into him and spun away with an oath.
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daemon.
Of course, she hadn't understood what he meant; he'd spoken of panserbj0rne instead of using the English word, so she didn't know he was talking about bears, and she had no idea that lofur Raknison wasn't a man. And a man would have had a daemon anyway, so it hadn't made sense.
But now it was lorek Byrnison to his rightful throne; a way, finally, of getting to the place where they had put Lord Asriel, and taking him the alethiometer.
The idea hovered and shimmered delicately, like a soap bubble, and she dared not even look at it directly in case it burst. But she was familiar with the way of ideas, and she let it shimmer, looking away, thinking about something else.plain. Everything she'd heard about the bear-king added up: the mighty lofur Raknison wanted nothing more than to be a human being, with a daemon of his own.And as she thought that, a plan came to her: a way of making lofur Raknison do what he would normally never have done; a way of restoring

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They were as frightened as Lyra was. She found Annie and the others, and sat down.
"Listen," she said, "can you keep a secret?"
"Yeah!".
"The fire bell, like this afternoon. It's all organized. All the kids're going to know and none of the grownups. Especially not her."
Their eyes were gleaming with hope and excitement. And all through the canteen the message was being passed around. Lyra could tell that the atmosphere had changed. Outside, the children had been energetic and eager for play; then when they The three faces turned to her, vivid with expectation."There's a plan to escape," Lyra said quietly. "There's some people coming to take us away, right, and they'll be here in about a day. Maybe sooner. What we all got to do is be ready as soon as the signal goes and get our cold-weather clothes at once and run out. No waiting about. You just got to run. Only if you don't get your anoraks and boots and stuff, you'll die of cold.""What signal?" Annie demanded

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watched their daemons. This nurse's was a pretty bird, just as neat and incurious as Sister Clara's dog, and the doctor's was a large heavy moth. Neither moved. They were awake, for the bird's eyes were bright and the moth's feelers waved languidly, but they weren't animated, as she would have expected them to be. Perhaps they weren't He was annoyed at having his experiments interrupted, and snapped his fingers in irritation.
"I suppose this is just the sort of thing the practice is meant to show up," he said. "What a nuisance."
"When I came yesterday," Lyra said helpfully, "Sister Clara put my other clothes really anxious or curious at all.Presently the doctor came back and they went on with the examination, weighing her and Pantalaimon separately, looking at her from behind a special screen, measuring her heartbeat, placing her under a little nozzle that hissed and gave off a smell like fresh air.In the middle of one of the tests, a loud bell began to ring and kept ringing."The fire alarm," said the doctor, sighing. "Very well. Lizzie, follow Sister Betty.""But all their outdoor clothes are down in the dormitory building, Doctor. She can't go outside like this. Should we go there first, do you think?"

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the quayside he shook himself, sending great sheets of water flying in all directions, till his fur was standing up thickly again. Then he bent to take the black object in his teeth once more and dragged it along to where his armor lay. It was a dead seal.
"lorek," said the , lorek."
"Where's your balloon?" said Lyra to the Texan.
"Packed away in two sledges," he said. "Here comes the boss."
John Faa and Farder Coram, together with the sysselman, came down the quay with four armed paeronaut, standing up lazily and keeping his pistol firmly fixed on the sysselman. "Howdy."The bear looked up and growled briefly, before ripping the seal open with one claw. Lyra watched fascinated as he laid the skin out flat and tore off strips of blubber, which he then rubbed all over his armor, packing it carefully into the places where the plates moved over one another."Are you with these people?" the bear said to Lee Scoresby as he worked."Sure. I guess we're both hired handsolicemen.

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use for reading the future. And the nearest book of readings I know of is in the Abbey of St. Johann at Heidelberg."
Lyra could see why he was saying this: he didn't want Dr. Lanselius to know of Lyra's power. But she could also see the city of Prague," said the consul. "The Scholar who invented the first alethiometer was apparently trying to discover a way of measuring the influences of the planets, according to the ideas of astrology. He intended to make a device that would respond to the idea of Mars or Venus as a compass responds to the idea of North. In that he failed, but the mechanism he invented was clearly responding to something, even if no one knew what it was."something Farder Coram couldn't, which was the agitation of Dr. Lanselius's daemon, and she knew at once that it was no good to pretend.So she said, "Actually, I can read it," speaking half to Dr. Lanselius and half to Farder Coram, and it was the consul who responded."That is wise of you," he said. "Where did you obtain this one?""The Master of JordanOxford gave it to me," she said. "Dr. Lanselius, do you know who made them?""They are said to originate in

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and more good tempered, as if the savage gloom his face showed outside were only a disguise. And Lyra felt an excitement The hall was lit by naphtha lamps, which shone brightly enough on the faces and bodies of the audience, but left the lofty rafters hidden in darkness. The people coming in growing in her breast as she ate quickly and washed the dishes before combing her hair, tucking the alethiometer into the wolfskin coat pocket, and jumping ashore with all the other families making their way up the slope to the Zaal.She had thought Tony was joking. She soon found that he wasn't, or else that she looked less like a gyptian than she'd thought, for many people stared, and children pointed, and by the time they reached the great doors of the Zaal they were walking alone between a crowd on either side, who had fallen back to stare and give them room.And then Lyra began to feel truly nervous. She kept close to Ma Costa, and Pantalaimon became as big as he could and took his panther shape to reassure her. Ma Costa trudged up the steps as if nothing in the world could possibly either stop her or make her go more quickly, and Tony and Kerim walked proudly on either side like princes.

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Professor Docker say that you had some connection with Mrs. Coulter?"
"Yes."
"What is it? You're not her daughter, by any chance? I suppose I should know-"
"No!" said Lyra. '"Course not. I'm her personal assistant."
"Her personal Like for navigation."
"Ah, I see....And where do you come from? What was your name again?"
"Lyra. I come from Oxford."
"Why did Mrs. Coulter pick you to-"
She stopped very suddenly, because Mrs. Coulter herself had assistant? You're a bit young, aren't you? I thought you were related to her or something. What's she like?""She's very clever," said Lyra. Before this evening she would have said much more, but things were changing."Yes, but personally," Adele Starminster insisted. "I mean, is she friendly or impatient or what? Do you live here with her? What's she like in private?""She's very nice," said Lyra stolidly."What sort of things do you do? How do you help her?""I do calculations and all that.

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glowered at them all till even the Chaplain had to laugh.
What happened on those awkward, formal visits never varied. After the tea, the Master and the other few Scholars who'd been invited left Lyra and her uncle together, and he called her to stand in front of him and tell him what ?"
And she mumbled, "I just play. Sort of around the college. Just...play, really."
And he said, "Let me see your hands, child."
She held out her hands for inspection, and he took them and turned them over to look at her fingernails. Beside him, his daemon lay sphinxlike on the carpet, swishing her tail occasionally and gazing unblinkingly at Lyra.
"Dirty," said Lord Asriel, pushing her hands away. "Don't they make you wash in she'd learned since his last visit. And she would mutter whatever she could dredge up about geometry or Arabic or history or anbarology, and he would sit back with one ankle resting on the other knee and watch her inscrutably until her words failed.Last year, before his expedition to the North, he'd gone on to say, "And how do you spend your time when you're not diligently studying

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? 'Be prepared.' Of all the ways of starting a fire, the best is dry matches. I never travel without them. We could do worse than this as a campsite, Mr. Scoresby."
"You heard those zeppelins again?"
Grumman held up his hand. Lee listened, and sure enough, there was that engine sound, easier to make out now that earth and pressed it down over the flames, and Lee struggled to lie down in the little tent and closed his eyes.

He had strange and powerful dreams. At one point he was convinced he had awoken to see the shaman sitting cross-legged, wreathed in flames, and the flames were rapidly the rain had eased a little."They've been over twice now," said Grumman. "They don't know where we are, but they know we're here somewhere."And a minute later a flickering glow came from somewhere in the direction the zeppelin had flown. It was less bright than lightning, but it was persistent, and Lee knew it for a flare."Best put out the fire, Dr. Grumman," he said, "sorry as I am to do without it. I think that canopy's thick, but you never know. I'm going to sleep now, wet through or not.""You will be dry by the morning," said the shaman.He took a handful of wet

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No, wait—" said Will, before Sir Charles could speak, but Lyra ran around the desk, and from nowhere Pantalaimon was in her arms, a snarling wildcat baring his teeth and hissing at the old man. Sir Charles blinked at the sudden appearance of the daemon, but hardly flinched.
"You don't yourself?" he said. "Go and sit down, you filthy brat."
Lyra felt tears shaken out of her eyes by the trembling of her body, and threw herself onto the sofa. Pantalaimon, his thick cat's tail erect, stood on her lap with his blazing eyes fixed on the old man.
Will sat silent and puzzled. Sir Charles could have thrown them out long before teven know what it is you stole," Lyra stormed. "You seen me using it and you thought you'd steal it, and you did. But you—you—you're worse than my mother. At least she knows it's important! You're just going to put it in a case and do nothing with it! You ought to die! If I can, I'll make someone kill you. You're not worth leaving alive. You're—"She couldn't speak. All she could do was spit full in his face, so she did, with all her might.Will sat still, watching, looking around, memorizing where everything was.Sir Charles calmly shook out a silk handkerchief and mopped himself."Have you any control over his. What was he playing at?

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roughest bunch of scoundrels I ever saw, but they ran around doing his bidding like nervous children. I thought it was his cursing that did it. If they thought he was a shaman, it'd make even more sense. But you know, that man's."
"He might have had a reason," said Lee. "If he had any sense, it will have been a good one."
"He was headstrong," said Sam Cansino.
"Maybe faithful to another woman," Lee guessed. "I heard something else about curiosity was as powerful as a wolf's jaws; he would not let go. He made me tell him every scrap I knew about the land thereabouts, and the habits of wolverines and foxes. And he was in some pain from that damn trap of Yakovlev's; leg laid open, and of that bloodmoss, taking his temperature, watching the scar form, making notes on every damn thing… A strange man. There was a witch who wanted him for a lover, but he turned her down.""Is that so?" said Lee, thinking of the beauty of Serafina Pekkala."He shouldn't have done that," said the seal hunter. "A witch offers you her love, you should take it. If you don't, it's your own fault if bad things happen to you. It's like having to make a choice: a blessing or a curse. The one thing you can't do is choose neither

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"No! She's not ill."
"But there must be someone who can… I mean, isn't there a neighbor or someone in the family—"
"We haven't got any family. Only us. And the neighbors are too busy."
"What about the social services? I don't mean to put you offThe woman was looking at her son without seeming to understand, and Mrs. Cooper saw a bruise on her cheek. Will hadn't taken his eyes off Mrs. Cooper, and his expression was desperate."She won't be expensive," he went on. "I've brought some packets of food, enough to last, I should think. You could have some of it too. She won't mind sharing.""But… I don't know if I should…

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after all, and there must be many others.
Suppose that all this time, little by little, Dust had been leaking out of the wounds the subtle knife had made in nature...
She felt dizzy, was another matter entirely. That was new, and it was catastrophic. And if it wasn't stopped, all consciouscome to an end. As the mulefa had shown her, Dust came into being when living things became conscious of themselves; but it needed some feedback system to reinforce it and make it safe, as the mulefa had their wheels and the oil from the trees. Without something like that, it would all vanish. Thought, imagination, feeling, would all wither and blow away, leaving nothing but a brutish and it wasn't only the swaying and rising and falling of the branches she was wedged among. She put the spyglass carefully in her pocket and hooked her arms over the branch in front, gazing at the sky, the moon, the scudding clouds.The subtle knife was responsible for the small-scale, low-level leakage. It was damaging, and the universe was suffering because of it, and she must talk to Will and Lyra and find a way to stop it.But the vast flood in the sky