| Ron: | So this Newfields guy - how did he pass away? |
| Linda: | Does it matter? People die of innumerable causes. To me what matters is that some of his poems live. |
| Ron: | I dunno. I hate it when people preach. Some of these works are pretty preachy. |
| Ram: | If so, the author was preaching to himself. Isn't that the only audience we can be certain of? |
| Tim: | In a strange way, we become what we write. Writing to one form of time traveling. |
| Linda: | Did you hear something? |
| Lex: | It may not make sense, but yeah. |
| Rex: | Anyway, relax and don't worry about understanding everything. Our notions of whether or not things are sensible doesn't matter. |
| Ron: | Yeap, dat almust mucks ahh weird sort ah sense. Normality iz a myth. |
