I think quite often a fate worse than death is life - for lots of people.

All live to die, and rise to fall.

Sometimes when I watch very famous people on television, they make me long for death! These utterly pitiful little exhibitionists who don't nourish anyone but just talk very loudly are now actually guiding us and telling us what to think. I think, 'Well, one day I'll be dead and then I'll get away from you.'

Mr. Asher, you can resist who you are for only so long. Finally, you just decide to go with fate.

That is a dream also; only he has remained asleep, while you have awakened; and who knows which of you is the most fortunate?

He was becoming unstuck, he was sure of that - his bones were no longer wrapped in flesh but in clouds of dust, in hummingbirds, dragonflies, and luminous moths - but so perfect was his equilibrium that he felt no fear. He was vast, he was many, he was dynamic, he was eternal.