Nothing ends, Adrian. Nothing ever ends.

We're all puppets, Laurie. I'm just a puppet who can see the strings.

All we ever see of stars are their old photographs.

Janey accuses me of chasing jailbait. She bursts into angry tears, asking if it's because she's getting older. It's true. She's aging more noticeably every day—while I am standing still. I prefer the stillness here. I am tired of Earth. These people. I am tired of being caught in the tangle of their lives.

Look at him now, poor fellow. That's what a dose of reality does for you...Never touch the stuff myself, you understand. Find it gets in the way of the hallucinations.

I know Dr. Kennedy and I know Coral Ridge Ministries. I have no connection.