He was old and wise, which meant tired and disappointed.
I loved you, so I drew these tides of men into my hands/and wrote my will across the sky in stars
If I could talk it like Dahoum, you would never be tired of listening to me.
Half a calamity is better than a whole one.
I prefer lies to truth, especially when the lies are about me.
It seemed that rebellion must have an unassailable base, something guarded not merely from attack, but from the fear of it: such a base as we had in the Red Sea Parts, the desert, or in the minds of the men we converted to our creed.