If you want to keep alive in the jungle, you must live as the jungle does.
The clock is the most sacred thing in a hospital.
It must be, I thought, one of the race's most persistent and comforting hallucinations to trust that "it can't happen here" -- that one's own time and place is beyond cataclysm.
Why should I? I've done nothing to be ashamed of. I am not ashamed - I am only beaten
And we danced, on the brink of an unknown future, to an echo from a vanished past.
...after all, what is a planet but an island in space?