““A hobby. Not a business. Not a way of life. Not necessity. A hobby... An artificial thing. A thing that had no beginning and no end. A thing a man could drop at any minute and no one would ever notice. Like looking up recipes for different kinds of drinks. Like painting pictures no one wanted. Like going around with a crew of crazy robots begging people to let you redecorate their homes. Like writing history no one cares about. Like playing Indian or caveman or pioneer with bow and arrows. Like thinking up centuries-long dreams for men and women who are tired of life and yearn for fantasy.””