I took Clarissa to a burger place. I could have taken her to the rim of the black hole at the center of the Milky Way and watched the universe flash by, Big Bang to Heat Death, but she wanted a burger and fries.

The spaces between solar systems are unimaginably vast. . . . When human beings are ready to go, how will we get there?

If you fight a group because they have violated what you consider very basic principles of human life and interaction, how do you win that fight without meeting them on their own terms?

If ghost people / were the world / we would roam / the empty highways / in search of life.