“you May Have Eternity. I Have Only

The Whole Universe Sat There, Open To The Man Who Could Make The Right Decisions.

I Don't Speak ... I Operate A Machine Called Language. It Creaks And Groans, But Is Mine Own.

Can You Collect Chaos? Not Collecting, That Is The Ultimate Gathering. What Can You Gather Without Gathering Yourself.

Empires Do Not Suffer Emptiness Of Purpose At The Time Of Their Creation. It Is When They Have Become Established That Aims Are Lost And Replaced By Vague Ritual.

Membership In A Conspiracy, As In An Army, Frees People From The Sense Of Personal Responsibility.