
Tanya: You haven't got any.
Quinlan: What do you mean?
Tanya: Your future is all used up.

“My own brain is to me the most unaccountable of machinery—always buzzing, humming, soaring roaring diving, and then buried in mud. And why? What’s this passion for?” Virginia Wolf 1932
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