But it was a dream, and in dreams, sometimes, you have no choices: either there are no decisions to be made, or they were made for you long before ever the dream began.

“As coisas não precisam ter acontecido para serem verdadeiras. Contos e sonhos s…”

“Things. They came up. That what things do. They come up. I can't be expected to…”

“Now what?” asked Fat Charlie. “Shall we all join hands and contact the living?”

“No man, proclaimed Donne, is an Island, and he was wrong. If we were not island…”