“A lot happens in the real world for no good reason. If this were fiction, this little incident would have relevance thirty or so chapters from now; as it is it means nothing—after all, not every incident in life has a meaning."
"Tell that to the scholars who study me," Hamlet snorted disdainfully, then thought for a moment before adding: "If the real world were a book, it would never find a publisher. Over-long, detailed to the point of distraction—and ultimately without a major resolution."Jasper Fforde, Something Rotten (London: Hodder, 2004), p. 75.
“Perhaps," I said thoughtfully, "that’s exactly what we like about it."