“Does everything you touch turn to shit? Does this happen to you every time?""No wonder they call me Fuckhead."It's a name that's going to stick.”

“When every single piece of media you consume is time-shifted, does that mean it's actually you that's time-shifted?”

“So does being cool mean you get to go around calling other people names?”

“Does a name stick because it suits a man or does the man, unconsciously, evolve into his name?”

“Does it ever happen to you," Natasha said to her brother, when they had settled in the sitting room, "does it ever happen to you that you feel there's nothing more - nothing; that everything good has already happened? And it's not really boring, but sad?""As if it doesn't!" he said. "It's happened to me that everything's fine, everybody's merry, and it suddenly comes into my head that it's all tiresome and we all ought to die....”

“I'll be careful."He looked at her."I promise.""Call me if you need me.""Cosmo."He turned to look at her."It does go both ways. I don't want to get a call from Tom Paoletti and Decker every Memorial Day.”