And too much informayshun can drive a man mad. Too much informayshun becomes just Noise. And it never, never stops.

No,' Ben says, 'but I believe it. I believe it for you. And that's why it's hope.

And you," he says, "you need to talk to your boy." He lifts my chin. "And if he needs saving, then you save him. Isn't that what you told me you did for each other?" I let go a few more tears but then I nod. "Over and over again.

Yer the only friend I got, pigpiss... Ain't that the biggest tragedy you ever heard?

And then his noise falls completely silent- And he stops struggling- And looking right into my eyes- He dies. My Todd dies.

Never trust a politician, Todd. They have no fixed center, so you can never believe them.

I will not allow anyone to take anything off my palette but if I do then within that, I can be creative.