“Either way,though, we must remember that this is a dangerous sport."Right, Colin thought. We have guns and the pigs have snouts. Dangerous, indeed.”

“And maybe by imagining these futures we can make it real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them.”

“Maybe by imagining these futures we can make them real, and maybe not, but either way we must imagine them.”

“I thought: We are not close enough. I though: He will not hear it. I thought: He will hear it and be out so fast that we will have no chance. I thought: Twenty seconds. I was breathing hard and fast.”

“In the first century CE, Roman authorities punished St. Apollonia by crushing her teeth one by one with pliers. Colin often thought about this in relationship to the monotony of dumping: we have thirty-two teeth. After a while, having each tooth individually destroyed probably gets repetitive, even dull. But it never stops hurting.”

“As the staggered lines rushed past him, the space between what we predict and what will happen. And in that space, Colin thought, there was room enough to reinvent himself.”

“It pains me to say this, Colin, but if you wish to continue to grow intellectually, you need to work harder right now than you ever have before. Otherwise you, you risk wasting your potential." "Technically," Colin answered, "I think I might have already wasted it.”