I’ll accept that for now because there’s a limit to how deeply I want to wade into your bullshit,’ said Dimak.
Once these two had been joined together in love, or something like love; they had made two babies, and yet, only fifteen years later, the last tie between them was broken now. All lost, all gone. Nothing lasted, nothing. Even this forty-million-year world that the Oversoul had preserved as if in ice, even it would melt before the fire. Permanence was always an illusion, and love was just the disguise that lovers wore to hide the death of their union from each other for a while.
So from then on, he looked at all his choices and said, What would a good person do, and then did it. But he has now learned something very important about human nature. If you spend your whole life pretending to be good, then you are indistinguishable from a good person. Relentless hypocrisy eventually becomes the truth.
And Americans always think international laws are for other people anyway,
PLACE YOUR HAND ON THE SCANNER AT THE HEAD OF YOUR BUNK AND SPEAK YOUR NAME TWICE.
Blamelessness does not relieve us of responsibility
Everyone dies. Everyone leaves. What matters is the things you build together before they go. What matters is the part of them that continues in you when they’re gone.
He was his own best audience; a man couldn’t be a sailor and a leader of men all his life without being quite self-contained.
Where ideas are real and reality is shadow.
The power to kill is the only power that matters.”