Any Road Followed Precisely To Its End

For Now Is My Grief Heavier Than The Sands Of The Seas, She Thought. This World Has Emptied Me Of All But The Oldest Purpose: Tomorrow's Life.

The Joy Of Living, Its Beauty, Is All Bound Up In The Fact That Life Can Surprise You.

To Be A God Can Ultimately Become Boring And Degrading. There'd Be Reason Enough For The Invention Of Free Will! A God Might Wish To Escape Into Sleep And Be Alive Only In The Unconscious Projections Of His Dream-creatures.

Making Workable Choices Occurs In A Crucible Of Informative Mistakes. Thus Intelligence Accepts Fallibility. And When Absolute (infallible) Choices Are Not Known, Intelligence Takes Chances With Limited Data In An Arena Where Mistakes Are Not Only Possible But Also Necessary.

Those Who Would Repeat The Past Must Control The Teaching Of History.