Incorporeal Traveler

“[. . .] 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.

Gee, maybe people in the past won’t be scared of me.

Now I realize what happened! This cap is some sort of time-travelling device!

Humbug! Insolent young ruffians coming here with their Christmas nonsense!

One end of this string represents your birth, the other end your death. You tie the ends together, and your life is a loop. Ball the loop, and the days of your life touch each other out of sequence, therefore leaping to one point in the string to another . . .

Don’t ya see, Al? I’m here to give Donna and I a second chance.

That surprise punch in the last inning . . . it was inspired.

You can’t expect me to do this and not get involved. So if Tess falls in love with Doc, I’d appreciate it if you just leap me outta here as soon as possible.

Who ever heard of one lousy hairdryer blacking out all of the East Coast?

You’re hear to save her tomorrow, not to initiate the civil rights activity in the South.

Older Brother: Come on, Mikey, we gotta rehearse.

Mikey: [waving] Bye-bye!

Kid, if I’m lucky I’m gonna spend the rest of my life leaping around from one place to another instead of face down in a pool of blood.

This committee has decided that your 2.4 billion dollar funding request for Project Quantum Leap . . .

Disco’s not gonna last forever. I got a feeling it’s probably gonna die in a couple of years.

“I try to find a husband . . . to find my husband”

You know, this is degrading. First he chases me around the office, then he says I gotta wear lipstick

He says he wants to play.

Fred, I appreciate your opinion, but no matter how many editorials you publish, I am not gonna stop playing rock’n’roll.

I’m from the future and the past and other temporalities that you can’t comprehend. But all you need to know is that yiou must not write this Hemingway story. If you do, I or someone like me will have to kill you.

(Imagine our relief to learn of Waterloo.)

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Scrooge: Is there no chance that boy will be spared?
Christmas Present: Not if the future remains unaltered.

The Downloader is a real piece of work. There’s only a ten percent chance of success, eh? And even if they make it, half of them get caught by the Control Bureau.