He had that feeling he remembered from childhood when he opened a new textbook at the beginning of the term, ignorant of its contents but sensing the new knowledge to come.

“Don't pointless things have a place, too, in this far-from-perfect world?”

“Things may look different to you than they did before. I've had that experience…”

“You're afraid of imagination and even more afraid of dreams. Afraid of the resp…”

“There's not much you can do about time - it just keeps on passing.”