Dr. Jules Hilbert: You were right. This narator might very well kill you, so Harold may I suggest you just forget all of this? Go live your life!
Harold Crick: Live my life? I am living my life. I’d like to continue to live my life.
Dr. Jules Hilbert: I know, of course. I mean all of it. However long it have left, you know. I mean Harold, you can use it to have an adventure, you know, invent something, or just finish reading Crime and Punishment. Hell Harold, you could just eat nothing but pancakes if you want.
Harold Crick: What is wrong with you? Hey, I don’t want to eat nothing but pancakes, I want to live! I mean, who in their right mind in a choice between pancakes and living chooses pancakes?
Dr. Jules Hilbert: Harold, if you pause to think, you’d realize that that answer is inextricably contingent upon the type of life being led… and, of course, the quality of the pancakes.
Dr. Jules Hilbert: You don’t understand what I’m saying?
Harold Crick: Yes, I do.
Harold Crick: You have to understand, this isn’t a philosophy, or a literary theory or a story to me. It’s my life!
Dr. Jules Hilbert: Absolutely! So just go make it the one you’ve always wanted.
– Stranger than Fictions
