The Lesson Of History Is That No

You Always Fashioned Yourself As The Empire's Harshest Fist, Didn't You, Korbolo Dom? As If Cruelty's A Virtue.

The Soul Knows No Greater Anguish Than To Take A Breath That Begins With Love And Ends With Grief.

The Idea That An Author Can Extricate Her Or His Own Ongoing Life Experience From The Tale Being Written Is A Conceit Of Very Little Worth.

The Notion Of Evil For Its Own Sake Strikes Me As Boring -- All These Dark Lords Intent On Creating Wastelands Packed With Enslaved Victims... For What?

Paradise Belonged To The Innocent. Which Was Why It Was And Would Ever Remain Empty. And That Is What Makes It A Paradise.