There is no society that does not highly value fictional storytelling. Ever.

In war, everyone has their chance to bleed.

Sickness and healing are in every heart; death and deliverance in every hand.

Do not shout at me, Mr. Quill," said John [Adams]. "Justice may be blind, but she is not deaf.

[It] was written and sold. I knew it was a strong story because I cared about it and believed in it. I had no idea that it would have the effect it had on the audience. While most people ignored it, of course, and continue to live full and happy lives without reading it or anything else by me, there was still a surprisingly large group who responded to the story with some fervency.

In the moment when I truly understand my enemy, understand him well enough to defeat him, then in that very moment I also love him.

Do the gods of different nations talk to each other?...Is there some annual get-together where they compare each other's worshippers? Mine will bow their faces to the floor and trace woodgrain lines for me, says one. Mine will sacrifice animals, says another. Mine will kill anyone who insults me, says a third. Here is the question I think of most often: "Are there any who can honestly boast, My worshippers obey my good laws, and treat each other kindly, and live simple generous lives?