Men see what they are most afraid of.

Imagination is best fed by reality, an odd diet for something nonexistent there are few details of daily life and its broad range of emotional context that can't be transformed into food for the imagination.

...that once were urgent and necessary for an orderly world and now were buried away, gathering dust and of no use to anyone.

Men see what they are most afraid of.

What?" It was a good word. Like a rock in a river, sticking up to let you land on it, so you could make your way across the flow.

When you put your hands and mind and heart into the knowing of a thing ... there is no room in you for fear.

Epics are never written about libraries. They exist on whim; it depends on if the conquering army likes to read.