“It is your capacity for love that makes you strong, Prince Corum.” “And my capacity for hate?” “That directs… — Michael Moorcock

Everything may exist for a short while—even justice. But the true state of the universe is anarchy. It is the mortal’s tragedy that he can never accept this.

This is an Age of Gods, I am afraid, Master Corum. There are many, big and small, and they crowd the universe. Once it was not so. Sometimes, I suspect, the universe manages with none at all!

The sentient may perceive and love the universe, but the universe cannot perceive and love the sentient.