“The High Table wants your life. How can you fight the wind? How can you smash the mountain? How can you bury the ocean? How can you escape from the light? Of course, you can go to the dark.”
“That was the day I invented time travel. I remember it vividly. I was standing on the edge of my toilet, hanging a clock. The porcelain was wet. I slipped, hit my head on the edge of the sink, and when I came to, I had a revelation, a vision, a picture in my head, a picture of this. This is what makes time travel possible.”
“It’s taken me almost 30 years and my entire family fortune to realize the vision of that day.”
“My God, has it been that long? Things have certainly changed around here. I remember when this was all farmland as far as the eye could see.”
