Hugo Collingridge

“So that was the past. There and not there. His whole life If nothing was real but this moment, Planck instant after Planck instant, an unimaginably thin membrane of becoming between past and future - his life - what then was it, so thin, so without any tangible past or future: a blaze of colour. A thread of thought lost in the act of thinking. Reality so tenuous, so barely there; was there nothing they could hold to?”
― Kim Stanley Robinson, Blue Mars