He Does Not Seem To Me To

No One Sees What Is Before His Feet: They Scan The Tracks Of Heaven.

Hmm... That's Like Telling You About The Cold Of Space, Or Terror Of Midnight. Sithis Is All Those Things. He Is... The Void.

The Last Day Does Not Bring Extinction To Us, But Change Of Place. [lat., Supremus Ille Dies Non Nostri Extinctionem Sed Commutationem Affert Loci.]

I Have Never Yet Known A Poet Who Did Not Think Himself Super-excellent.

Orators Are Most Vehement When Their Cause Is Weak.