'Welcome aboard, Mr. Pilgrim,' said the loudspeaker. 'Any questions?'
Billy licked his lips, thought a while, inquired at last: 'Why me?'
'That is a very Earthling question to ask, Mr. Pilgrim. Why you? Why us for that matter? Why anything? Because this moment simply is. Have you ever seen bugs trapped in amber?'
'Yes.' Billy, in fact, had a paperweight in his office which was a blob of polished amber with three ladybugs embedded in it.
'Well, here we are, Mr. Pilgrim, trapped in the amber of this moment. There is no why.'

(hieruit)

Zon op de ruiten

Hell yeah, er staat massa's zon op de ruiten! Dat laat zien dat ze dringend eens gewassen moeten worden maar niet vandaag, oh nee! Naar buiten gaat het, om wat van die frisse buitenlucht te tanken.