Dying is the last thing I would EVER do!

You know how we make a Scotch and water in this home?" "No, sir," Gus said. "We pour Scotch into a glass and then call to mind thoughts of water, and then we mix the actual Scotch with the abstracted idea of water.

I write about broken people who need other people in order to go on. But those are the only kind of people I know to exist. We are all broken.

Such is life. We grow up. Planets like Tiny get new moons. Moons like me get new planets.

That's the mystery, isn't it? Is the labyrinth living or dying? Which is he trying to escape---the world or the end of it?

Colin Singleton’s distance from his glasses made him realize the problem: myopia. He was nearsighted. The future lay before him, inevitable but invisible.

. . . Endlessness is a really strange idea in a universe that is defined by its endings.