Perfection is a promise, and a reassurance that we are not wrong.

But that's the beauty of life: time is yours to keep and to change. Just a few minutes can be sufficient to carve a new road, a new track. Just a few minutes, and the void is kept at bay. You will live forever with that new road inside of you, stretching away to a place suggested, barely, on the horizon. For the shortest time, shorter than the shortest second's breath, you get to stand up to infinity. But eventually, and always, infinity wins.

So are you going to be my knight in shining armor or what?' Kent does a little bow. 'You know I can't resist a damsel in distress.

The hours here are flat and round, disks of gray layered one on top of the other...they move slowly, at a grind, until it seems as though they are not moving at all. They are just pressing down.

We should be protected from the people who will leave us in the end, from all the people who will disappear or forget us.

I'm used to a feeling of doubleness, of thinking one thing and having to do another, a constant tug-of-war.

The flip side of freedom is this: When you're completely free, you're also completely on your own.