The World Demands I Make Good Choices

Miles Added It To His Life's Lessons List. Call It Rule 27b. Never Make Key Tactical Decisions While Having Electro-convulsive Seizures.

It’s Important That Someone Celebrate Our Existence," She Objected Amiably. "people Are The Only Mirror We Have To See Ourselves In. The Domain Of All Meaning. All Virtue, All Evil, Are Contained Only In People. There Is None In The Universe At Large. Solitary Confinement Is A Punishment In Every Human Culture.

Miles Is... Miles; Close To A Force Of Nature, Climbing Up Out Of His Own Pages And Escaping Subordination To Any Opinion Of Mine.

Cecil Flashed A Grin. "quite. Plus Your Rather Irritating Habit Of Treating Your Superior Officers As Your, Ah..." Cecil Paused, Apparently Groping Again For Just The Right Word. "equals?" Miles Hazarded. "cattle," Cecil Corrected Judiciously.

You Can Say A Lot In A Little Time, If You Stick To Words Of One Syllable.