Some can see no farther than their mirrors. What wears another face must go unseen. - Sheri S. Tepper

There was a great mob of the Oracle’s Brotherhood, dancing in their ribbons, chanting and shouting in a zealot’s parody of purpose, a frantic anarchy that could see no farther than the next bit of inflammatory oratory being shouted on every corner.

The sadness of men- mankind, I guess you'd say. It's that we never have time to be what we know we should be, or could be. And it's not because of the time itself, the gods know we waste enough of it not doing anything at all, but because of what we are.... It's caring so much that keeps us from being what we could be. Caring so much. About the wrong things maybe. But still, if we didn't what would we be?

Decirle a la gente lo que realmente piensas es a menudo una idea malísima. Como solía decir la abuela, la gente sensata vierte aceite en aguas revueltas, no nitroglicerina.