All culture must have arisen from cult.

Who imprisoned me here? Who keeps me here? Who can release me? Who's controlling and constraining my life except...me?

All culture must have arisen from cult.

Dan, I'm not a Republic serial villain. Do you seriously think I'd explain my master-stroke if there remained the slightest chance of you affecting its outcome? I did it thirty-five minutes ago.

I did it thirty-five minutes ago.

The ending is nearer than you think, and it is already written. All that we have left to choose is the correct moment to begin.

My dear, beautiful and imaginative things can be destroyed. Beauty and imagination cannot.