He was old and wise, which meant tired and disappointed.
Immorality, I know. Immortality, I cannot judge.
I could write for hours on the lustfulness of moving Swiftly.
The dreamers of the day are dangerous... for they may act their dream with open eyes, to make it possible.
Do not try and do too much with your own hands. Better the Arabs do it tolerably than you do it perfectly. It is their war, and you are to help them, not win it for them.
I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands/and wrote my will across the sky in stars