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

Ah, well, then you've never stood on a beach as the waves came crashing in, the water stretching out from you until it's beyond sight, moving and blue and alive and so much bigger than even the black beyond seems because the ocean hides what it contains.

I promised to keep on going but maybe keep on going means coming back first.

Here is the boy, drowning.

You notice that he does not ask, Where am I?" says the Mayor's voice, moving out there, somewhere. "His first words are, Where is she? And his Noise says the same. Interesting.

To say you have no choice is to relieve yourself of responsibility.

Don't think you haven't lived long enough to have a story to tell.