"Would you go to heaven? There is a sign you must stand beside where the man with the cigarette takes the tickets. There is a height you must achieve. You must be wretched. That is your ticket and your only qualification. It is an unexclusive ride, but wild, with weather you've never seen, and deafening light. Perhaps unsafe."
--N.D. Wilson, Notes from the Tilt-A-Whirl, 180