Status Updates From Сирени Титана

This, like many Vonnegut books, loves turning time into a pretzel.

“Everything anyone says is baloney,” said Chrono. “What you care what I think anyway? When I’m fourteen, you put a thing in my head and I do whatever you want anyway.” 145

“And it is perhaps food for thought that this supremely frustrated man was the only Martian to write a philosophy, and that this supremely self-frustrating woman was the only Martian to write a poem.” 164

In a word: whimsical!