“The world is vicious, too huge to care about even its own survival”

“Our father knew more than any living person about the secret of time, except how to live in it. His time did not travel; it was a block of persisting nows.”

“Feeling for the first time what it meant to kick open doors that kept closing, no matter how many legends had already passed through.”

“Silence: the motor drive of nothingness underneath all rhythm - threatened to last forever, a spell of sleep cast over the entire kingdom of listeners.”

“We'd drifted too far to rely on the old boyhood telepathy anymore.”

“Thats the place to get tonowhere. One wants to wander away from the worlds somewheres, into our own nowhere.”

“That’s the place to get to—nowhere. One wants to wander away from the world’s somewheres, into our own nowhere.”

“The constant reprimands made me hyperconscious of my own performance, and so instead of getting rid of self, I had become embedded in the egoism I was supposed to transcend. Now I was beginning to ...”

“Silence is the mother of truth.”

“Silence is a powerful tool.”