Nature does not make mistakes. Right and wrong are human categories.

Whether a thought is spoken or not it is a real thing and has powers of reality.

For now is my grief heavier than the sands of the seas, she thought. This world has emptied me of all but the oldest purpose: tomorrow's life.

The gift of words is the gift of deception and illusion.

Justice belongs to those who claim it, but let the claimant beware lest he create new injustice by his claim and thus set the bloody pendulum of revenge into its inexorable motion

There are problems in this universe for which there are no answers. Nothing. Nothing can be done.

Hope clouds observation.