The wicked will run to the iron bridge, but it will collapse under their weight. The righteous will cross the paper bridge, and it will support them all. Paper is the only eternal bridge. Your purpose as a writer is to achieve one task, and one task only: to build a paper bridge to the world to come.
Dara Horn, The World to Come
Pale Fire
No free man needs a God; but was I free? How fully I felt nature glued to me And how my childish palate loved the taste Half-fish, half honey of that golden paste.
