In the words of the philosopher Sceptum, the founder of my profession: am I going to get paid for this?

Theres no stink more sorrorful than the stink of wet, burnt paper. It means: the end.

That was the very centre of his genius - he invented things that anyone could have thought of, and men who can invent things that anyone could have thought of are very rare men.

Ye ken, we've been robbin' and running aroound on all kinds o' worlds for a lang time, and I'll tell ye this: The universe is a lot more comp-li-cated than it looks from the ooutside.

Probably the last man who knew how it worked had been tortured to death years before. Or as soon as it was installed. Killing the creator was a traditional method of patent-protection.

Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.

The people who really run organizations are usually found several levels down, where it is still possible to get things done.