I've never understood why people consider youth a time of freedom and joy. It's probably because they have forgotten their own.

Anyway, maybe there weren't any solutions. Human society, corpses and rubble. It never learned, it made the same cretinous mistakes over and over, trading short-term gain for long-term pain.

If it's a story I'm telling, then I have control over the ending... But if it's a story, even in my head, I must be telling it to someone. You don't tell a story only to yourself. There's always someone else. Even when there is no one.

In Paradise there are no stories, because there are no journeys.

An eye for an eye only leads to more blindness.

Some travelers think they want to go to foreign places but are dismayed when the places turn out actually to be foreign.

The use of "religion" as an excuse to repress the freedom of expression and to deny human rights is not confined to any country or time.