Here it was again, the most ancient of roadforks, one that Paul had glimpsed before, in Kroner's study, months ago. The choice of one course or the other had nothing to do with machines, hierarchies, economics, love, age. It was a purely internal matter. Every child older than six knew the fork, and knew what the good guys did here, and what the bad guys did here. The fork was a familiar one in folk tales the world over, and the good guys and the bad guys, whether in chaps, breechclouts, serapes, leopardskins, or banker's gray pinstripes, all separated here. Bad guys turned informer. Good guys didn't - no matter when, no matter what.

In order to get what we've got, Anita, we have, in effect, traded these people out of what was the most important thing on earth to them - the feeling of being…

'Things don't stay the way they are,' said Finnerty. 'It's too entertaining to try to change them.'

'Strange business,' said Lasher. 'This crusading spirit of the managers and engineers, the idea of designing and manufacturing and distributing being sort of a…

Whether or not anyone could have done it is not what's important. What is important is whether or not anyone would have done it.

The highest morality may prove also to be the highest wisdom when the half-told story comes to be finished.

Je ameroie mieus que uns Escoz venist d'Escosse et gouvernast le peuple du royaume bien et loyaument, que que tu le gouvernasses mal apertement.