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"You might try then, as I did, to find a sky so
full of stars it will blind you again. Only no sky
can blind you now. Even with all that iridescent
magic up there, your eye will no longer linger on the
light, it will no longer trace constellations. You'll
care only about the darkness and you'll watch it for
hours, for days, maybe even years, trying in vain
to believe you're some kind of indispensable,
universe-appointed sentinel, as if just by looking you
could actually keep it all at bay. It will get so bad
you'll be afraid to look away, you'll be afraid to
sleep."
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