You want to know what it’s like to be a demon? Imagine knowing, always and forever, that you are right, and that everyone and everything else is wron… - Lev Grossman

He wondered where this feeling was coming from, that he was improvising his part in a play that everybody else had a script for.

“What do you think magic is for?”
“I dunno. Don’t answer a question with a question.”
“I used to think about this a lot,” Quentin said. “I mean, it’s not obvious like it is in books. It’s trickier. In books there’s always somebody standing by ready to say hey, the world’s in danger, evil’s on the rise, but if you’re really quick and take this ring and put it in that volcano over there everything will be fine.
“But in real life that guy never turns up. He’s never there. He’s busy handing out advice in the next universe over. In our world no one ever knows what to do, and everyone’s just as clueless and full of crap as everyone else, and you have to figure it all out by yourself. And even after you’ve figured it out and done it, you’ll never know whether you were right or wrong. You’ll never know if you put the ring in the right volcano, or if things might have gone better if you hadn’t. There’s no answers in the back of the book.

The problem with growing up," Quentin said, "is that once you're grown up, people who aren't grown up aren't fun anymore.