When you give death, you give of your own life - every time.

Very little in science fiction can transcend the gimmickry of a technical conceit, yet without that conceit at its heart a book is not truly science fiction. Furthermore, so little emerging thought and technology is employed by sf writers today that the genre is lagging far behind reality both in the cosmology area and the technology area: sf is no longer a place to experiment, but is now very derivative.

It is upon each soul to recognize its limit.

But we're dying here.

Don't forget, Riddler, how I love thee. Or all we shared together. Or that this sea and all other seas can lead you back to me.

The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.

Makes you wonder if the gods are always right.