“One viewed the existence of man then as a marvel, and conceded a glamour of wonder to these lice which were caused to cling to a whirling, fire-smote, ice-locked, disease-stricken, space-lost bulb.”
“I wonder if they know they are fighting for a cause that was lost the minute the first shot as fired.”
“Every blade will wither and fade, As the old man dies again. Seasons pass, We're clinging to grass, 'Cause we've lost the sky again.”
“Love is the biggest mystery of the universe. But why try to solve it, when one simply view it for what it is and marvel at the wonders and strangeness it brings?”
“...no man can cause more grief than the one clinging blindly to the vices of his ancesters.”
“...the Waldorf looked like one of the dead and empty spaces which collect about the exit of a man who has lost a million in an hour.”