When You've Burned The Bridges Behind You,

And Over It All, The Butterflies Swarmed, Like A Million Yellow-pettalled Flowers Dancing On Swirling Winds.

Desires Should Never Be Justified,' Tehol Said, Wagging A Finger. 'all You End Up Doing Is Illuminating The Hidden Reasons By Virtue Of Their Obvious Absence.

You Must Dismantle Your Sources, Lest You Do Nothing But Ape The Prejudices Of Others

"tell Me, Tool, What Dominates Your Thoughts?" The Imass Shrugged Before Replying. "i Think Of Futility, Adjunct." "do All Imass Think About Futility?" "no. Few Think At All." "why Is That?" The Imass Leaned His Head To One Side And Regarded Her. "because, Adjunct, It Is Futile."

War Has Its Necessities...and I Have Always Understood That. Always Known The Cost. But, This Day, By My Own Hand, I Have Realized Something Else. War Is Not A Natural State. It Is An Imposition, And A Damned Unhealthy One. With Its Rules, We Willingly Yield Our Humanity. Speak Not Of Just Causes, Worthy Goals. We Are Takers Of Life.