I’m dead, Jorl. You can’t tell me what to do. - Lawrence M. Schoen

Your sense of volition, or the lack of it, is an illusion. Everything you’ve done needed doing and was set in motion long ago. Let go of your self-pity. Your feelings in these events matter no more than a leaf’s desire to steer the wind!

I gave destiny a push to make it happen. You study history, so stop your pathetic whining. You know better than most that destiny happens to us, it is never something we call forth.

It all seemed like madness, but was madness anything other than desperation blended with hope?