Is the prisoner a prisoner because he lives in a cage or because he knows that he lives in a cage?

Time is the enemy of identity

Everything means nothing that is the only truth.

And now, Elric had told three lies. The first concerned his cousin Yyrkoon. The second concerned the Black Sword. The third concerned Cymoril. And upon those three lies was Elric's destiny to be built, for it is only about things which concern us most profoundly that we lie clearly and with profound conviction.

Our scientific advances will be merely obscene unless they help the large part of our world's population emerge from miserable uncertainty and debilitating terror.

Trapped. Sinking. Can't be myself. Made into what other people expect. Is that everyone's fate? Were the great individualists the products of their friends who wanted a great individualist as a friend?

I think of myself as a bad writer with big ideas, but I'd rather be that than a big writer with bad ideas.