There were a lot of them – so many promises washed up like waves on the rocky beach, only to be pulled away just as fast.

We all learn to carry so much unnecessary regret. We drag it around behind ourselves and wear it sewn into the inner lining of our shadow. I think that the heart of every ghost story ever told is awash with the soft faded autumnal color of pure unredeemable regret.

The cooperation of all of these people working together with this common goal is what's got us over the challenges, and that was exercised rather severely today and yesterday in getting a little bit behind schedule with this test. Their operations are laid out. One domino falls, and all the rest of them fall, and that's exactly where we are right now.

The barriers are more psychological than financial. People get used to a certain level of (guaranteed) income. Also, a lot of people can't seem to find the motivation to make a change.

That's how we keep in contact with Earth without the signal wobbling around.

The big thing is your health. If we have to work longer, we'd better be healthy.

When you're dealing with a little tiny detail, you put it in that context. Is this going to affect something 20 years out? Do I need to take five more minutes and look a little bit closer to make sure?

Most employers will not change to be nice guys. Most of them have to have a business need.

It is midnight in the hard part of town. The mask is itching like it always does. The ragged end of my cape is soaking in a puddle of something I don't want to guess about. I'm crouched behind a kicked-in aluminum trash can. It stinks of rotted meat and drunkard's piss - and I feel right at home. (from Nothing to Lose)

So as near as I could tell the end of the world began roughly about the time that Billy Carver’s butt rang about halfway through the War of 1812.