“A trifle, a little, the likeness of a dream. And death comes as the end.”
“Dreams don't come true. Dreams die. Dreams get compromised. Dreams end up dealing meth in a booth at the back of the Olive Garden. Dreams choke to death on bay leaves. Dreams get spleen cancer.”
“Despair is deep. An abyss that swallows dreams. A wall at the world's end. Behind it I await death. Because all our work has come to this.”
“Death, a necessary end, will come when it will come”
“When she was taken from me it was like the death of a world, an infinite number of futures coming to an end.”
“For four wicked centuries the world has dreamed this foolish dream of efficiency; and the end is not yet. But the end will come.”