" Know something though,” Teddy says on the inhale. “Been meaning to tell you this: enough is never enough with you. And it’s not healthy. It’s like an addiction. “
“To what?”
“To more.” Smoke flares out of his nostrils. “You can’t get enough of anything.”
Roger rubs his cheeks and averts his eyes, wondering if it’s that obvious he’s increasingly driven half-mad by the limitations of having only one life. All the things he’ll never see or do or understand. All the people he’ll never know. “Whatever you say,” he finally says. "

― Jim Lynch , Truth Like the Sun