The stakes in conflict do not change. Battle determines who will control the wealth or its equivalent.

Chance is the nature of our universe. [...] madness represents a chaotic reservoir of surprises. Some surprises can be valuable.

It was mostly sweet," he whispered, "and you were the sweetest of all.

Any man who retreats into a cave which has only one opening deserves to die.

Fear is the penalty of consciousness forced to stare at itself.

I'm going to rub your faces in things you try to avoid. I don't find it strange that all you want to believe is only that which comforts you. How else do humans invent the traps which betray us into mediocrity? How else do we define cowardice?

When we try to conceal our innermost drives, the entire being screams betrayal.