There was no limit to what one man might do, if he gave all, and held back nothing. - Lois McMaster Bujold

If suspicion was the deadliest possible insult, then trust was always right, even if it was mistaken.

The really unforgivable acts are committed by calm men in beautiful green silk rooms, who deal death wholesale, by the shipload, without lust, or anger, or desire, or any redeeming emotion to excuse them but cold fear of some pretended future. But the crimes they hope to prevent in that future are imaginary. The ones they commit in the present — they are real.

Some places have religion. Here we have safety drills.