Never, Dear Gods. Never Mess With Mortals.

Power Is Violence, Its Promise, Its Deed. Power Cares Nothing For Reason, Nothing For Justice, Nothing For Compassion. It Is, In Fact, The Singular Abnegation Of These Things - Once The Cloak Of Deceits Is Stripped Away, This One Truth Is Revealed.

He Was A Man Who Would Never Ask For Sympathy. He Was A Man Who Sought Only To Do What Was Right. Such People Appear In The World, Every World, Now And Then, Like A Single Refrain Of Some Blessed Song, A Fragment Caught On The Spur Of An Otherwise Raging Cacophony. Imagine A World Without Such Souls. Yes, It Should Have Been Harder To Do.

It Is One Thing To Lead By Example With Half A Dozen Soldiers At Your Back. It Is Wholly Another With Ten Thousand.

I Have To Feel What I'm Writing, Right Down To The Core.

Your Brain Works With All The Subtlety Of A Malicious Child.