Death. Life. A fish dies. A billion mites eat it and live. In the swamp there is no difference.”“There is to the fish,” Janet said. “You’re a shitty philosopher, so don’t try.

He was in the right place. He was living his best life. How many other people in the multiverse could say that?

In our world no one ever knows what to do, and everyone's just as clueless and full of crap as everyone else, and you have to figure it all out by yourself. And even after you've figured it out and done it, you'll never know whether you were right or wrong. You'll never know if you put the ring in the right volcano, or if things might have gone better if you hadn't.