Knowledge Is The Eye Of Desire And

The Future Never Just Happened. It Was Created.

Truth Always Originates In A Minority Of One, And Every Custom Begins As A Broken Precedent.

It Came To Me That Reform Should Begin At Home, And Since That Day I Have Not Had Time To Remake The World.

For You Will Sorely Miss Civilization If It Is Sacrificed In The Turbulence Of Change.

Grow Strong, My Comrade … That You May Stand Unshaken When I Fall; That I May Know The Shattered Fragments Of My Song Will Come At Last To Finer Melody In You; That I May Tell My Heart That You Begin Where Passing I Leave Off, And Fathom More.