All the time you spend tryin to get back what's been took from you there's more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it.

Do you have any notion of how goddamned crazy you are?

The world could only be known as it existed in men's hearts. For while it seemed a place which contained men it was in reality a place contained within them.

People think they know what they want but they generally don't. Sometimes if they're lucky they'll get it anyways.

The truth may often be carried about by those who themselves remain all unaware of it. They bear that which has weight and substance and yet for them has no name whereby it may be evoked or called forth. They go about ignorant of the true nature of their condition, such are the wiles of truth and such its stratagems.

So everything is necessary. Every least thing. This is the hard lesson. Nothing can be dispensed with. Nothing despised. Because the seams are hid from us, you see. The joinery. The way in which the world is made. We have no way to know what could be taken away. What omitted. We have no way to tell what might stand and what might fall.

On this road there are no godspoke men. They are gone and I am left and they have taken with them the world.