nothing is ever quite as bad as it could be.

Just once in my life--oh, when have I ever wanted anything just once in my life?

I am not quite myself, I think.But who here is quite himself? And yet there is a way in which we are all more ourselves than ever, I suppose.

We can only die in the future, I thought; right now we are always alive.

I think of the chimp, the one with the talking hands.

I would like to go for a ride with you, have you take me to stand before a river in the dark where hundreds of lightning bugs blink this code in sequence: right here, nowhere else! Right now, never again!

I think you would like Warren. He drinks Courvoisier in a Coke can, and has a laugh like you'd find in a cartoon bubble.