He was getting to be a little old for combat or for princesses, but what was worse, he had become a lot more… — James Blish

The technicians thought I was crazy. Now, five months later, I’ve proved it.

“Something tells me that this isn’t going to be as simple as it looks.”

“What is?” Wald said, raising his eyebrows.

“Nothing, of course. But hope springs eternal in the human spleen.”

We often resort to something called Hilbert space, which is described as n-dimensional—it’s like modern sex, any number may be played with.