American Civil War

“[. . .] This is an experiment in mental monism, you know, along the time-space continuum that forms material totality.”
I looked at Nicholas and, despite all my conversatons with him, I did not comprehend.

If I could live the past thrity years over I’d not make the same mistakes!

Miss Belle Herbert once lived here! During the Civil War she was a southern spy and captured by Major Joshua White!

We’d like to volunteer as nurses.

Molly, that’s totally crazy. You can’t stop yourself from existing because you do exist, you have to exist.

We came by the raft dishonestly. We’d only meant to do a little fishing. It was cool and nice under the big willow with its whips trailing over the water. Christ, it was a scorcher of a day. The whole town must have fallen asleep, along with Jim and me. When we finally did wake, if we ever did, the raft was too far along in space and time to return it. We could no longer reverse ourselves, our motions in all five dimensions, than fly to the moon.