Life

— "Up, up, the long, delirious, burning blue. I've topped the wind-swept heights with ease and grace". Best eulogy ever.
— "Don't give me a eulogy. Give me a parachute."

— You've spent too much time up here, David. Your atrophy's accelerated. And you're close to your radiation limit. You noticed any glowing in the dark?
— I like it up here. When I was in the military, we'd go to Syria. You know. We'd set up a hospital, treat all the casualties, and then we'd come back a week... A week or two later, and then the whole village would just be bombed out.
— Then Earth isn't all Syria, though, is it?
— I can't stand what we do to each other down there.