Let go. Feel the weight all around you, feel the squeezing of your lungs, the slow, low pressure. Let yourself go deeper. There is nothing but bottom. There is nothing but the taste of metal, and the echoes of cold things, and days that look like darkness.

“But maybe happiness isn't in the choosing. Maybe it's in the fiction, in the pr…”

“There is no before. There is only now, and what comes next.”

“That's what time does: We stand stubbornly like rocks while it flows all around…”

“Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in som…”