This was freedom. Losing all hope was freedom.

On game shows, some people will take the trip to France, but most people will take the washer and dryer pair.

The little boy smiled back at all the angry faces glaring in at him. And the little boy blew kisses.

If you knew that your life was merely a phase or short, short segment of your entire existence, how would you live? Knowing nothing 'real' was at risk, what would you do? You'd live a gigantic, bold, fun, dazzling life. You know you would. That's what the ghosts want us to do - all the exciting things they no longer can.

No fear. No distractions. The ability to let that which does not matter truly slide.

She's so thin she's either dying or rich.

At this rate, we'll never get to the future.