When you finally cash it in Out in Frisco; And you end this life of sin Out in Frisco; They will gently toll a bell, Plant your carcass in a dell, Th… - Lisa Mason

In the beginning and the end, it’s all a crapshoot. The Cosmic Mind does play dice. Loves to gamble, in fact.

My angel," he says, cradling her. "I'm not an angel, Daniel." "Yes, you are." "No! I'm not an angel and I'm not a whore. I have intelligence and passion, strength and perseverance. I am capable of abstract thought, intellectual accomplishment, and artistic expression just like you, sir." He ponders that as the brougham trots up Fifth Street to Market. "What shall I call you, then?" Zhu smiles. "You may call me a woman.

You are either the man in the white coat or you are the monkey. Susan sees herself as the monkey.