“Every weirdo in the world is on my wavelength.”

“Laboring through a world every day more stultified, which expected salvation in codes and governments, ever more willing to settle for suburban narratives and diminished payoffs--what were the chances of finding anyone else seeking to transcend that, and not even particularly aware of it?”

“Shall I project a world?”

“Lovely morning, World War Two.”

“These times are unfriendly toward Worlds alternative to this one”

“Oh, THE WORLD OVER THERE, it'sSo hard to explain!Just-like, a dream's-got, lost in yer brain!”

“All the animals, the plants, the minerals, even other kinds of men, are being broken and reassembled every day, to preserve an elite few, who are the loudest to theorize on freedom, but the least free of all.”