Something ... made him feel small, not in the way of orphans or beggars or children, but in a good way. In the way of souls.

The bondage we are born into is the bondage we cannot see. Verily, freedom is little more than the ignorance of tyranny. Live long enough, and you will see: Men resent not the whip so much as the hand that wields it.

I remeber asking a wise man, once . . . 'Why do Men fear the dark?' . . . 'Because darkness' he told me, 'is ignorance made visable.' 'And do Men despise ignorance?' I asked. 'No,' he said, 'they prize it above all things--all things!--but only so long as it remains invisible.

Darkness shields as much as it threatens.

The thoughts of all men arise from the darkness. If you are the movement of your soul, and the cause of that movement precedes you, then how could you ever call your thoughts your own? How could you be anything other than a slave to the darkness that comes before?

I wanted a literate, socially intricate, and cosmopolitan world - something I could have fun destroying.

Saying 'I could have done more,' Zin, is what marks a man as a man and not a God.