If he speaks again without me knowing who he is, I will throw him out of the window. And I won't open it first.

Maybe belief is the biggest lie. In ages past, the earliest philosophers tried to explain the stars in the sky and the world around them. One of them conceived of the notion that the universe was mounted on giant crystal spheres controlled by a giant machine, which explained the movements of the heavens. He was laughed at and told that such a machine would be so huge and noisy that everyone would hear it. He simply replied that we are born with that noise all around us, and that we are so used to hearing it that we cannot hear it at all.

Have you noticed we can breathe in here too? Gosh, I wouldn't have picked up on that.

I was there, the day that Horus killed the Emperor

But my patience isn't limitless... unlike my authority.

In my experience, the heavy-handed, terror-inspiring approach closes as many doors as it smashes open.

We pick up the pieces, Donna. Some of them are broken.