The soul knows no greater anguish than to take a breath that begins with love and ends with grief.

The only death I fear is dying ignorant.

The art of illusion is grace itself.

The harder the world, the fiercer the honour.

Desires should never be justified,' Tehol said, wagging a finger. 'All you end up doing is illuminating the hidden reasons by virtue of their obvious absence.

We are all lone souls. It pays to know humility, lest the delusion of control, of mastery, overwhelms. And, indeed, we seem a species prone to that delusion, again and ever again." ~Fiddler, pg. 558

The future can ever promise but one thing and one thing only: surprises.