The lives of happy people are dense with their own doings -- crowded, active, thick. But the sorrowing are nomads, on a plain with few landmarks and no boundaries; sorrow's horizons are vague and its demands are few.

There isn't a thought in my head I care to be alone with for more than five minutes.

You know Deets is like me - he's not one to quit on a garment just because it's got a little age - spoken by Augustus McCrae

... people are always turning out to be tougher than I think they are.

Certainly on the vast windy plain, there was plenty of nothing to be looked at.

From him to the stars, in all directions, there was only silence and emptiness.

Members of the Academy are mostly urban people. We are an urban nation. We are not a rural nation. It's not easy even to get a rural story made.