“At first Nick was able to divide this fantasy from reality, but as time passed, he became more sure that the fantasy was reality.”

“Things were going very fast now. Too fast to suit him. Fantasy and reality had merged.”

“Some part of me knew from the first that what I wanted was not reality but myth.”

“Time slowed and reality bent; on and on the eggman went.”

“What about reality, you ask? Well, as far as I'm concerned, reality can go take a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut.”

“Right now all he wanted was to get out of this awful place where reality had worn so thin.”

“the year she had run fleetly through the dewy grass under the moon- the night of wine, when dreams condensed out of thin air like the nightmilk of fantasy.”