I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn't even know that I'm alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck... I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you're alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.

You see, the outcome of the battle is unimportant. What matters is the chaos, and the slaughter.

We have the right, and the obligation, to tell old stories in our own ways, because they are our stories.

Bod was thrilled. He imagined a future in which he could read everything, in which all stories could be opened and discovered.

You are an analog girl, living in a digital world.

I remembered that, and, remembering that, I remembered everything.

My heart… It feels like my chest can barely contain it. Like it’s trying to escape because it doesn’t belong to me any more. It belongs to you.