The map was gone, and the mapmaker, but the land lives on. — Neil Gaiman

I think...I would rather recollect a life misspent on fragile things than spent avoiding moral debt.

The average daytime speed of a vehicle through the streets of central London has not changed in four hundred years. It’s still under ten miles an hour.

If they think you're a hero, they're wrong. After you die, you don't get to be Beowulf or Perseus or Rama any more. Whole different set of rules. Chess, not checkers. Go, not chess. You understand?