It was men’s ambitions, they said, that had perverted all the arts to ends of gain. - Ursula K. Le Guin

And I know that all I understand about living is having your work to do, and being able to do it. That’s the pleasure, and the glory, and all. And if you can’t do the work, or it’s taken from you, then what’s any good? You have to have something....

Like all walls it was ambiguous, two faced. What was inside it and what was outside it depended upon which side you were on.

The hunger of a dragon is slow to wake, but hard to sate.