Logic And Reasoning Novels & Stories

He pursed his lips and said slowly, word by word,"You'd better stay away from my mommy, or else—" "The question I want to ask is this," Ivan interrupted him,"If today you say to me,'Stay away from my mommy or I'll kill you,' and at least three people overhear these words. Then, the next day, I end up dead. How would you explain this from a logical standpoint?" Todd had been studying logic for the past half month. He had a great interest in it. This question touched on several theories of logic, and it also mentioned his mommy. He had the desire to answer.

"And that's when people make mistakes." "Exactly." For years they had relied on logic but nobody remained rational when family became involved. "If he abandons logic and acts emotionally," I said quietly, "we win." Ivan stared at me for a long moment then a crooked smile appeared. "Of course you'd be the one saying that." I didn't respond and his smile widened. "No matter what happens, we can always count on Viktor Kozlov to be the voice of reason." Under normal circumstances, I would have agreed because logic had guided every major decision of my life then it kept Alexei and me alive when we were children and saved us during countless wars but lately, whenever Aria entered my thoughts, logi

The most important question of all: Why must everything have a reason? And in the infinite, silent white space at the edge of everything, a being of pure logic stood motionless, a single, paradoxical thought echoing in its flawless mind for the first time in eternity: Why is this warm?

"I know what you were going to say." "She knows what I was going to say," Abel said to the room generally. "Because it's obvious," Henry said, coming in and sitting on the floor near Marcus and Ethan. "Obvious and significant are not mutually exclusive," Abel said, also coming in and sitting on the floor. "Both things can be true simultaneously. That's basic logic." "You're going to be insufferable about this," I said. "I'm going to be appropriately appreciative of a significant developmental milestone," Abel said.

"Indeed! You have an inquisitive nature. Well, manifestations are conscious or self aware. Not everyone is aware of that knowledge. Yea! You can make reference to a supreme being. Whatever the supreme being is. We Christians simply call him God." I freed my chin and lowered my thumb and index finger. "I honestly don't know why we are arguing," I said. "We aren't arguing. I am used to such discussions. Don't worry." I folded my hands across my shoulders. "Logic exists everywhere. From bigger to smaller things." "No, it doesn't exist everywhere." "God factor?" I asked the Cameroonian lad. "Everything is illogical. Logic is what arises when things are aware of their inherent inclination to diso

“You ask me to leave your mom alone, or else, you'll kill me, and at least three people hear it. The next day, I die. How do you explain this from a logical perspective?” Alden had been studying logic over the past two weeks. He was greatly interested in logic. Duke’s question involved a few theories of logic, and his mother was even included, so Alden had the urge to answer. He pursed his lips and calmly said, “There’s the hindsight bias, where a certain cause is affirmed because the result is seen. Normally, people will only correlate something to a single cause and effect. If this is established, they will think that I killed you. This is the most common logical error made by people…”

⸻ Adrian stepped forward. ⸻ Not too close. Not too far. ⸻ Balanced. ⸻ “You said you don’t understand us,” he said. ⸻ The figure responded immediately. ⸻ “Yes.” ⸻ “Then start with this,” Adrian continued. ⸻ A pause. ⸻ “Humans don’t always act logically.” ⸻ The figure stilled. ⸻ Processing. ⸻ “Define illogical.” ⸻ Victor stepped in.

Do not counter, I repeat, a thought that doesn’t hurt, doesn’t steal. Shouldn’t be a prey of your logical thinking. Logic is to question, not to kill the emotion in complete. Logic is to look for an answer to support the thought, even if it be extreme, extreme, extreme. When will this rotten system of culture accept every extreme that doesn’t kill, doesn’t ruin, but has some value for you, for me to see?

“A rogue logic-drone. Probably a discarded tool from the Editor era. It is applying pure, reductive reason.” “It’s a philistine,” Lina spat, striding forward. She slammed the floating cookbook shut. The Literalizer beeped in protest and zipped to another shelf, starting on a volume about emotional fermentation. “We can’t just destroy it,” Anya warned. “Its logic-field is integrated with the stasis buffers. If it goes critical, it could rationalize the entire dimension into a single, very sensible spreadsheet.” We needed to confuse it. To break its logical circuit with something it couldn't process.

at a distance. It hasn’t been easy, but I’ve been able to manage it...that feeling. I’m not sure if the mate bond would be so strong in real life, where my physical body can keep my in check, but in here, everything is controlled by my kind. And sometimes my mind isn’t all that rational. “I think it’s time,” I hear Thought say from behind me.