“I feel like I am either on the cusp of something great, or standing on the edge of my abyss, discovering something brand new, or uncovering somebody elses lost imagination.”

“I had been feeling permanently on the cusp of a flu, feeling at that point where I just wanted to borrow somebody else's coat- borrow somebody else's life- their aura. I seemed to have lost the ability to create any more aura on my own.”

“I'm either on the cusp of greatness or the edge of insanity.”

“We're cool," I say calmly, although I feel something else. I feel... sad. Like I've lost something I never quite had.”

“Every day, without exception, the scientific community discovers, uncovers or realizes something new that serves to debunk one of the long-held beliefs of fundamental religion. Every day there is one more reason not to look up in the sky and attribute something else to the supernatural”

“And then I feel something else. Something that's totally new. I feel the tiniest sensation of hope. Maybe my life isn't over. Maybe my life has just begun.”