Death was in every sell of his body. He gave off a faint, greenish steam of decay. Lee imagined he would glow in the dark.

You know a real friend? Someone you know will look after your cat after you are gone.

If, after spending time with a person, you feel as though you've lost a quart of plasma, avoid that person in the future.

There couldn't be a society of people who didn't dream. They'd be dead in two weeks.

Last night I encountered a dream cat with a very long neck and a body like a human fetus, gray and transluscent. I don't know what it needs or how to provide for it. Another dream years ago of a human child with eyes on stalks. It is very small, but can walk and talk "Don't you want me?" Again, I don't know how to care for the child. But I am dedicated to protecting and nurturing him at any cost! It is the function of the Guardian to protect hybrids and mutants in the vulnerable stage of infancy.

Most people don't see what's going on around them. That's my principal message to writers: 'For God's sake, keep your eyes open. Notice what's going on around you.'

Cut word lines — Cut music lines — Smash the control images — Smash the control machine — Burn the books — Kill the priests — Kill! Kill! Kill!