How do you manage it, she said, at your age? I told her I'd been saving up for her all my life.
Decidedly it will never have been given to me to finish anything, except perhaps breathing. One must not be greedy.
Watt had watched people smile and thought he understood how it was done.
The end is in the beginning and yet you go on.
In the landscape of extinction, precision is next to godliness.
Dying for dark — and the darker the Worse. Strange.