“Maybe all there is is just the next thing maybe all there is is just the next thing maybe all there is is just just the next just the next thing maybe all there is is just the next maybe all there is is is just is just the next thing Roslyn's words stuck in her head & she could not stop repeating them Maybe all there is is just the next thing like a Hindu mantra & she was a yogin murmuring her secret prayer Maybe all there is just the next thingShe thought, That's a comfort!”

“Maybe there's more we all could have done, but we just have to let the guilt remind us to do better next time.”

“Maybe there is no right thing to say. Maybe the right thing is just a myth, not really out there at all.”

“Maybe next time we just open the door and start out with some bitch slapping.”

“Isn't it awfully sad to thing that's all history amounts to, just following the next stupid fashion?”

“All of that work and all of that time just for nothing, and maybe that's how things have to be sometimes.”

“It didn't seem fair that so much bad could happen in so short a time.Or maybe I was just using up all the horrible now. Maybe the next eighty years would be full of nothing but Yahtzee and collecting various cats. That might be nice.”