There was so much to do and not enough buckets. - Hugh Howey

You could mix the known, but you couldn’t create the strange out of nothing.

They say bad things come in threes, but I don’t think that’s true. I think bad things keep right on coming. They don’t stop. They’ll never stop. It’s just too depressing to keep counting, so we start over after the third bad thing.

This is not the end, of course. Every story we read, every film we watch, continues in our imagination if we allow it.