What more could you need?" I smiled in self-mockery. "Reassurance, I suppose." "That must come from your own judgment, from your own testing of your … - Michael Moorcock

This was Elric’s dream, more coherent now than it had ever been. This was his dream and it was why he traveled the world, why he refused the power which was his, why he risked his life, his mind, his love and everything else he valued, for he believed that there was no life worth living that was not risked in pursuit of knowledge and justice. And this was why his fellow countrymen feared him. Justice was not obtained, he believed, by administration but by experience. One must know what it was to suffer humiliation and powerlessness; at least to some degree, before one could entirely appreciate its effect. One must give up power if one was to achieve true justice. This was not the logic of Empire, but it was the logic of one who truly loved the world and desired to see an age dawn when all people would be free to pursue their ambitions in dignity and self-respect.

Violence creates nothing but violence, no matter what we call it and what the excuse. And so it goes, down all the centuries.

Irony, Lady Sue, is no substitute for imagination.