Umptillion

The cosmos is stranger than I can know: full of change, full of beauty. The rich tapestry of interlocking fields and forces weaves umptillion configurations, and every one is beautiful.

"Sarah tells me you work for a magazine." Rufus studied the living room while my mother studied him. "Why, that must be it, right there?" There were umptillion copies of Her strewn not so casually across the glass face of the coffee table by our couch, so it was hard to tell which one Baylor pointed to.