The void is a mouth crying to be filled, a blank mind aching for thought, a cavity desperate for shape. What is not implies what is. - Jack Vance

“I am a patriot. I wish to see my planet prosperous, waxing in wealth. I am a man imbued with the culture of my world; I can conceive of no better way of life, and I wish to see this culture expand, enriching itself with the cultures of other worlds, adapting the good, overcoming the bad.”
“In other words,” said Joe, “You’re as strenuous an imperialist as your military friends. Only your methods are different.”

Freedom, privileges, options, must constantly be exercised, even at the risk of inconvenience. Otherwise they fall into desuetude and become unfashionable, unorthodox—finally irregulationary.

The central problem, so it seemed, was to learn from whose eye he looked forth. Much, after all, would depend upon his viewpoint.