Look. If I touch you with this hand, I can remember touching you, but I can't prove I ever did. If reality is nothing more than what is in our mind...then what is the difference between this world and a dream?

I didn't know the real reason that she was crying. I was just carried away by the feeling of her in my arms, trembling and warm.

The gods lie. They lie because it's the best they can do. We reach out for their lies and we keep on living.