Over unforced love, the gods themselves had no might. - Poul Anderson

Mystery is in a way the guarantee of the boundlessness of the might of the ruler: power bound to reason must always have limitations, great though it may be.

We need a reserve of life, every kind of life," he explained. "Today for the spirit—a glimpse of space and green. Tomorrow for survival, flat-out survival.

We, the proper civil government, approved your defense measures of the past several years, though you are aware that I myself always considered them excessive. When I think of the prosperity that tax money, those resources, could have brought, left in private hands—or the social good it could have done in the public sector— Give you military your heads, and you’d build bases in the fourth dimension to protect us against an invasion from the future.