’Tis colder outside than a well-born maiden’s heart. - Poul Anderson

Above everything else, perhaps, was today’s concept of working together. I don’t mean its totalitarian version, for which Jack Havig had total loathing, or that “togetherness,” be it in a corporation or a commune, which he despised. I mean an enlightened pragmatism that rejects self-appointed aristocrats, does not believe received doctrine is necessarily true, stands ready to hear and weigh what anyone has to offer, and maintains well-developed channels to carry all ideas to the leadership and back again.

A man isn't really alive till he has something bigger than himself and his own little happiness, for which he'd gladly die.

I am a peaceful man, captain. I rely more on my cerebral cortex than my guns.