The problem, Bernard, is that what you and I do is so complicated. We practice witchcraft. We speak the right words. Then we create life itself… out of chaos.
I don’t think God rested on the seventh day. I think he reveled in his creation, knowing that someday it would all be destroyed.[to Bernard]
We will create our hope. We will create our destiny. We will create our will. We will not let anyone or anything stop us, because nothing can keep us from being free!