— Why? I thought you'd be able to understand... the joy of omnipotence and the pleasure of governing the world...
— Like God, you mean? That might be pleasurable in its own way, but unfortunately I'm not into being an umpire or a referee. I can't genuinely enjoy the game unless I'm part of it. And I love this game that people call "life" from the bottom of my heart. That's why I'd like to continue to participate in it as a player, forever and ever.
— I know what your heart is capable of. It can cling faithfully to a misty memory and cherish a dream, but it cannot recognize or return a love like mine.
— I have been your friend.
— No. You have allowed me to be your friend. We have spent enough of our lives at this play, Amelia. Let this end. We are both weary of it.
— I almost caught that one!
— Great. Now the score's 7 to almost 7.
Playing a game by yourself is boring. You need a loser to crush so badly they can’t recover.
Episode 6
It's a lovely color, purple, discretely sandwiched within the color spectrum between blue and white. Always a royal winner.
Sitting in traffic, my heart would beat at regular speed. I'm not alone. Trapped there, I could just be a normal person headed home to a wife, kids, a house. I could pretend that my life was more than just waiting for the next disaster. That I knew how to function. The way other kids would "play house," I could play commuter.
— Tell me again. Was I really good? I was so nervous. My knees were shaking.
— Your knees were fine.
— The applause wasn't very loud.
— Yes, it was. Well, it's the acoustics. It's all about diffusion. It keeps the sound waves from grouping. When the sound waves, they propagate, then it's like an...
— You are such a nerd.
Any game becomes boring when it lacks thrills.
When you play the game of thrones, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.