I'm sorry I'm young," Deborah answered with a bitterness that was half prose. "We have a right to be as crazy as anyone else." The second part was more a plea, and to her surprise the superbly inhuman fighter smiled softly and said, "Yes ... I suppose that's true, though I never thought of it in those terms before.

If I want to die, what am I saving myself for?

Measure the hate you feel now, and the shame. That quantity is your capacity also to love and to feel joy and to have compassion.

all children blackmail their parents with their innocence.

The people on the edge of Hell were most afraid of the devil; for those already in hell the devil was only another and no one in particular.

And if I fight, then for what?""For nothing easy or sweet, and I told you that last year and the year before that. For your own challenge, for your own mistakes and the punishment for them, for your own definition of love and of sanity - a good strong self with which to begin to live.

The woman was sane; she accepted the heavy penalties of reality and enjoyed its gifts also.