Nifty quotes from Foreign Matter

I am an athlete of sleep. An endurance sleeper. Long training and simple love of the sport have placed me in the first rank of sleepers. I am respected in my field.

A change, they say, is as good as a rest, though I regard the position as extreme.

But he was a comrade, after all, a fellow fugitive from the it-isn’t-doing-you-any-good-unless-it-hurts society. And as to wasting his time and accomplishing nothing that was of any use to the world, his credentials were impeccable. I could not be altogether displeased to see him.

I was a three-page article in every computer in the banking system. It’s a full-time job just keeping out of Big Brother’s way. I used up my last milligram of credit and then, on the principle that you can always get a little more toothpaste out of the tube, borrowed enough for a plane ticket to Paris and shook off the dust.

If I went back to America now they’d never let me out of sight again. Have you ever met a collection agent? Most of them couldn’t make it as thugs and they’re bitter about it.

"Toby!" She squeezed tears into her eyes. "You said you were going to love me forever!"  "That was forever,” I said. I certainly felt like a cad.

Better to have loved and lost than anything else, really.

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