Davis and I never talked much, or even looked at each other, but it didn't matter, because we were looking at the same sky together, which is maybe more intimate than eye contact anyway. Anybody can look at you. It's quite rare to find someone who sees the same world you see.
how we all believed ourselves to be the hero of some personal epic, when in fact we were basically identical organisms colonizing a vastvand windowless room that smelled of lysol and lard