Life is no play. We meet people once, and never see them again. There is no shape to events, no point at which we turn to the audience for their praise.

“Nothing’s changed. You’ll go home. You’ll be bored. You’ll be ignored. No one w…”

“Liberty," boomed Wednesday, as they walked to the car, "is a bitch who must be …”

“When you love something you just don't want to stop talking about it.”

“Oh ... My twitchy witchy girl I think you are so nice, I give you bowls of porr…”