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“Like most loners,” said Moddik, “you carry the seeds of violent authority. Loners need to be bossy. They quickly learn it’s the only method they have of shoving people off their backs.”

It was as easy to be alone with six kin as it is to be alone by yourself, and maybe easier.

What Is, is, what Was, was, but what is To Be, may be otherwise.

Who knew? If the illusion is quite perfect, who is to say it is not real?

The irony of her story is merely that her love became, in the end, her motive rather than her goal, the doorway rather than the house.

“All my life,” I said, “knowledge has come to me for which I was not ready.”

“When will they fight?” I asked.

“Tomorrow. Daybreak. It is man’s work.”

I laughed. “I too have fought and killed, Kotta. It is the work of fools, not men.”

It’s legend now, but legend is the smoke from the fire, and the wood that the fire consumes is the substance.

A man hunted only for food or clothing or in self-defense. It was another mark of the effete and the sadistic to take life as a sport.

I do not know why it distressed me so much to see an animal die when human death did not move me. Perhaps because they were more beautiful, and there is no corruption in them, while in the best of men there can always be found some guilt or wickedness which seems to have earned him death.

Anxiety grew, the fear that always comes when an established pattern falters.

Strange, that when we feel we understand all things, we understand nothing. Strange, that when we feel we understand nothing, we have begun, at last, to understand.