At The Pit's Bottom Is No Anger.

Statesmen Remember Things Selectively.

As A Man's Real Power Grows And His Knowledge Widens, Ever The Way He Can Follow Grows Narrower: Until At Last He Chooses Nothing,but Does Only And Wholly What He Must Do.

What Good Is Power When You're Too Wise To Use It?

My World, My Earth Is A Ruin. A Planet Spoiled By The Human Species. We Multiplied And Fought And Gobbled Until There Was Nothing Left, And Then We Died. We Controlled Neither Appetite Nor Violence; We Did Not Adapt. We Destroyed Ourselves. But We Destroyed The World First.

You Can Go Home Again...so Long As You Understand That Home Is A Place Where You Have Never Been.