As Jess watched in numb horror, the man tore a page from the book and stuffed it into his mouth.

Being comfortable with the lies can be catastrophic.

The collective consciousness of mankind defines the existence and sustainability of this civilization.

Of the gladdest moments in human life, methinks, is the departure upon a distant journey into unknown lands. Shaking off with one mighty effort the fetters of Habit, the leaden weight of Routine, the cloak of many Cares and the slavery of Civilization, man feels once more happy.

It's not evil, Rand. I know something evil when I smell it. This isn't evil, it's just incredibly stupid.

To be wicked is never excusable, but there is some merit in knowing that you are; the most irreparable of vices is to do evil from stupidity.