"One day, one day that's going to get you in trouble. Just make sure I'm not there to see it." The Nietzschean took in another long drink. "But, I can't hate you. It's too much damned effort." Yes Dylan, he was too lazy to hate you.

"You're problem is you don't believe you're going to die. Either than or you're crazy stupid. Which one is it? I've been wanting to ask that for a while. Truthfully, you pit yourself against the universe and eventually the universe will spit you out bloody and filthy. Because no matter what, the universe doesn't care about you. It doesn't care about the Commonwealth. It just IS." And he took another drink.