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I heard the hiss and felt the blessed numbness spreading. If there is a God, I thought, it’s a painkiller.
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While I was obsessed with my own misery, there were other things occurring in the human universe.
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Poets are the mad midwives to reality. They see not what is, nor what can be, but what must become.'
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I was not surprised to wake up alive. I suppose one is surprised only when one awakens dead.
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Why am I seeking logic or sanity here? I'd asked myself at the moment. There hasn’t been any so far.
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I don’t think that I want to make any wager if it means dealing with a Church that has grown so corrupt that it makes obedience and submission the price of its saving the life of someone’s child.
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Have you considered that these prophecies were not divine revelations, but merely manipulation from some secular power?
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If one is to observe, M. Endymion, one must be in the proper place to observe.
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Crudely effective, but wildly inefficient.
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As is always the case when you are with the actual human being behind the celebrity or legend, there is something human about the man or woman that makes things less than myth.
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It no longer matters who consider themselves the masters of events. Events no longer obey their masters.
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'War does not call for judgment,' I said, 'merely survival.'
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Those who ignore history’s lessons in the ultimate folly of war are forced to do more than relive them...they may be forced to die by them.
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'I am of no faith,' said Aenea. 'If one defines faith as belief in the supernatural.'
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The Great Change is when humankind accepts its role as part of the natural order of the universe instead of its role as a cancer.
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Belief in one’s identity as a poet or writer prior to the acid test of publication is as naive and harmless as the youthful belief in one’s immortality...and the inevitable disillusionment is just as painful.
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'Sometimes,' said General Morpurgo, taking her hand, 'dreams are all that separate us from the machines.'
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It was a dramatization of total chaos, a functional definition of confusion, an unchoreographed dance of sad violence. It was war.
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I learned that poets aren’t God, but if there is a God...or anything approaching a God...he’s a poet. And a failed one at that.
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'I ignore religions,' said Brawne Lamia. 'I do not succumb to them.'