It is wrong to ask for more than you give freely. In this way, we come to resemble what we hate.

Part of him wanted to weep... but his purpose was rigid within him. He felt he could not bend to gentleness without breaking.

We didn't make the world. All we have to do is live in it.

Any belief that puts itself beyond doubt nurtures its own collapse.

Everything dies, from the smallest blade of grass to the biggest galaxy.

Futility is the defining characteristic of life.

I respect my limitations, but I don't use them as an excuse.