Several hours or several years make no difference once you have lost eternity.

He was free, free in every way, free to behave like a fool or a machine, free to accept, free to refuse, free to equivocate; to marry, to give up the game, to drag this death weight about with him for years to come. He could do what he liked, no one had the right to advise him, there would be for him no Good or Evil unless he thought them into being.

What then did you expect when you unbound the gag that muted those black mouths? That they would chant your praises? Did you think that when those heads that our fathers had forcibly bowed down to the ground were raised again, you would find adoration in their eyes?

The more one is absorbed in fighting evil, the less one is tempted to place the good in question.

Man is what he wills himself to be.

Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.

I wanted the moments of my life to follow and order themselves like those of a life remembered. You might as well try and catch time by the tail.