Your ego-depletion seems problematically difficult to assuage.

The great forces of history were real, after a fashion. But when you examined them closely, those great forces always came down to the dreams and hungers and judgments of individuals.

He would always speak the language of the heart with an awkward foreign accent.

The priests say that God created our souls, and that just puts us under the control of another puppeteer. If God created our will, then he's responsible for every choice we make.

Once you get a brother, you don’t give him up easy.

There are times when the world is rearranging itself, and at times like that, the right words can change the world.

If words can be lethal weapons, I must provide them with an arsenal.