That's the way it goes sometimes: in order to help your friends, first you have to help your enemy. Better get used to it.

When people got old, why did they always develop a passion for scrabbling in the earth? Were they trying to get used to it?

Life consists of nothing but exceptions.

We're not given the chance to choose absolute truth. Truth's always two-faced. The only thing we have is the right to reject the lie we find most repugnant.

What was my truth worth, if I was prepared to defend the entire world, but not those who were close to me? If I subdued hate, but wouldn't give love a chance?

Fairy tales lie just as much as statistics do, but sometimes you can find a grain of truth in them.

Because love stands above Darkness and Light.Because love is not sex or a shared faith, or "the joint maintenance of a household and the upbringing of children."Because love is also Power.And Light and Darkness, people and Others, morality and law, the Ten Commandments and the Great Treaty have damn all to do with it.