He drew himself up and said with dignity: “We administer justice, Mr. Courtenay. And an ancient, basic tenet of justice is: ‘Better that one thousand… - Frederik Pohl

There’s an editor for you.
They’re all the same. At first they’re all honey and sweet talk, with those long alcoholic lunches and blue-sky conversation about million-copy printings while they wheedle you into signing the contract. Then they turn nasty. They want the actual book delivered. When they don’t get it, or when the censors say they can’t print it, then there isn’t any more sweet talk and all the conversation is about how the aediles will escort you to debtors’ prison.

All of them had been so tested and retested that they had acquired considerable skill in answering test questions the way the examiners wanted them answered.

I don’t think you know what it’s like to have someone head over heels in love with you. What’s the good of a man who’s upside down?