p120 Y.T: The problem with you hackers is you never stop working. Hiro: That's what a hacker is.

p137 Road kills -- enormous road kills -- road kills so big that they could only be human beings, smeared out into chunky swaths a block long.

p160 Enzo: Now, we don't like 1-800 numbers and central dispatching. It's just a thing with us. We like to go person-to-person, the oldfashioned way. Like, on my momma's birthday, I don't pick up the phone and dial 1-800-CALL-MOM.

p165* The kinds of people who feel most at home on the dark side of a one-way mirror. p187 Hiro: This snow Crash thing -- is it a virus, a drug, or a religion? Juanita: What's the difference?

p222 Hyponarx you can get at any Buy 'n' Fly, people call them rusty nails, they are cheap and dull. Supposedly the needles of poor black diabetics and junkies. Ultra Laminars and Mosquitos are hip, you get them around fancy Burbclaves, they don't hurt as much when you stick them in, and they have better design. You know, ergonomic plungers, hip color schemes.

p234 Hiro: Look. I'm sorry for reminding you of this, but if we still had laws, the Mafia would be a criminal organization.

p284 The music of Vitaly Chernobyl and the Meltdowns is blasting through bad speakers all around him. It is their first single to hit the Billboard charts, entitled "My Heart Is a Smoking Hole in the Ground."

p326 Hiro dicks around with his computer, naturally. Being stranded on a life raft in the Pacific is a perfect venue for a hacker.

p360 Hiro cannot divine by looking at them [the microchips]. But nowadays you can put a supercomputer on a single chip, so anytime you see more than one chip together in one place, you're looking at significant 'ware.

p364 She could really get to like this relationship with Raven, if it weren't for the fact that he's a homicidal mutant.

p366 Hiro: At the moment, I think I'm working for the Central Intelligence Corporation, the Mafia, and Mr. Lee's Greater Hong Kong.

p367 Ng: As we learned in Vietnam, high-powered weapons are so senrorily overwhelming that they are similar to psychoactive drugs. Like LSD, which can convince people tthey can fly -- causing them to jump out out of windows -- weapons can make people overconfident.

p373 Enzo: We are all susceptible to the pull of viral ideas. Like mass hysteria. ... Jokes. Urban legends. Crackpot religions. Marxism. No matter how smart we get, there is always this deep irrational part that makes up potential hosts for self-replicating information.

p382 Hiro: If you think he's going to kill you, you're wrong, because if you were right, you'd be dead.

p408 Juanita: It's the Government of the United States. Hiro: Where hackers go to die. The largest, and yet the least efficient, producer of computer software in the world.

p428 If this were a virus you would be dead now. Fortunately it's not. The metaverse is a dangerous place, How's your security? Call Hiro Protangonist Security Associates for a free initial consultation.

p211 Ng: America is wonderful because you can get anything on a drive-though basis. Oil change, liquor, banking, car wash, funerals, anything you want -- drive through!

"Hello, everyone," he says cheerfully. "I don't think I've met all of you. Just got here this morning and now I'm on my way back again!" "Who are you?" Tony says. The new guy looks crestfallen. "Greg Ritchie," he says. Then, when no one seems to react, he jogs their memory. "President of the United States." "Oh! Sorry. Nice to meet you, Mr. President," Tony says, extending his hand. "Tony Michaels." "Frank Frost," Frank says, extending his hand and looking bored. "Don't mind me," Y.T. says, when Ritchie looks her way. "I'm a hostage."