You're No Help," He Told The Lime.

And Then It Went, And Time Passed Properly Once More, Every Second Following Every Other Second Just Like They're Meant To.

This Was The Void. Not Blackness, Not Nothingness. This Was What Lay Beneath The Thinly Painted Scrim Of Reality.

There Are So Many Places We Have Not Yet Seen. So Many People Still To Meet.

I Don't Think You Should Ever Insult People Unintentionally: If You're Doing It, You Ought To Mean It.

I Am Anti-life, The Beast Of Judgment. I Am The Dark At The End Of Everything. The End Of Universes, Gods, Worlds…of Everything. And What Will You Be Then, Dreamlord?" "i Am Hope.