I'm not encouraged by the silence. I can think of no benign reason for it. I'm afraid we may expect something closer to Christopher Columbus's arrival in the Americas than a scene from Close Encounters, and we all know how that turned out for the Native Americans.

Time for the world to end.

That's what you do when the curtain is falling--you give the line that the audience wants to hear.

Perhaps that is our doom, our human curse, to never really know one another.

Self-pity is egotism undiluted, after all—self-centeredness in its purest form.

It isn't up to me to break his heart; that's time's job.

You can’t force yourself to trust. So you put all your doubts in a little box and bury it deep and then try to forget where you buried it