We are the first generation accustomed to the impossible. What women are appalled by today, they will accept tomorrow, and demand the day after that. And the immigrant. And the deviant. That is the power being wielded, and not by us.
The degradation of progress. We build homes to keep other people out, and then build machines to let them all in.
I used to think your father’s mind went to field because your brother Caleb drowned. More likely, it’s because you didn’t. Well, I assure you, you’re about to.[to Hugo Swann]