Science, the largest religion of the twentieth century, had become tarnished by images of exploding space shuttles, crack babies, and a generation of complacent Americans who allowed the television to raise their children. People were looking for something - I think they just didn't know what. And even though they were once again starting to open their eyes to the world of magic and the arcane that had been with them all the while, they still thought I must be some kind of joke.

Children are a precious gift, but they belong to no one but themselves. They are only lent us a little while.

Paradox is an overrated threat. There is...a quality similar to inertia at work. Once an event has occurred, there is an extremely strong tendency for that event to occur. The larger, more significant, or more energetic the event, the more it tends to remain as it originally happened, despite any interference." I frowned. "There's...a law of conservation of history?

Because nothing says flattery like a gun to the head.

We have now left Reason and Sanity Junction. Next stop, Looneyville.

We're all of us equally naked before the jaws of pain.

Pain is to be endured. It ends or it does not.