“The world, somebody wrote, is the place we prove real by dying in it.”
“he threw up his handsand wrote the Universe dont existand died to prove it”
“And sometimes we die to prove that we lived.”
“Perhaps we are on an insula ex machina, an artificial place not in the real world at all -- a backdrop for the stories we must tell.”
“Why is it that we are constantly proving the world wrong but never proving ourselves right?”
“Until we can navigate in time, I'm not sure that we can prove that what happened is real.”