A regime that wraps itself in the flag of truth fears truth most of all, for if its story is falsified to the slightest degree, its authority is gone.

She worked her toes into the sand, feeling the tiny delicious pain of the friction of tiny chips of silicon against the tender flesh between her toes. That's life. It hurts, it's dirty, and it feels very, very good.

Good people do not let others suffer needlessly.

This is how humans are: We question all our beliefs, except for the ones that we really believe in, and those we never think to question.

When have you ever seen someone who had no doubts who was also correct about anything?

It is a common trait of primates to become submissive and even worshipful toward one who has the power to kill them.

Come into our home, daughters of Earth; dwell in our tunnels, harvest our fields; what we cannot do, you are now our hands to do for us. Blossom, trees; ripen, fields; be warm for them, suns; be fertile for them, planets: they are our adopted daughters, and they have come home.