You decide what is real and what is not. You. Your will.
When you become my age, you realize it’s not about the thing done. It’s the beauty of the plan.[to Oliver]
What is the universe without each sunrise? That’s how we judge our gods, not on their math but their poetry.
Do what you want. Take what you want. Gods make rules. They don’t follow them.[[to David]
We can make anything we fancy in this arena of infinite promise, and this is what we come up with? Weapons? War? Surely we have more imagination than that.
Revenge is not a job.
Is it such a terrible thing to feel sorrow for your enemy? What is he, except a brother with another name?
How do you surprise someone who can go back in time and warn himself?
All that love, it doesn’t just disappear. It must be transformed into an emotion of equal intensity. That is the law of the universe.[to Syd]
An army cannot sneak up on a man. But a lover can.
