> Well, if that's love
> It comes at much too high a cost!
-(Kolmogorov's Iron Triangle)
-> Go, Soul, the body's guest,
-> Upon a thankless arrant:
-> Fear not to touch the best;
-> The truth shall be thy warrant:
-> Go, since I needs must die,
-> And give the world the lie.
->
-> Say to the court, it glows
-> And shines like rotten wood;
-> Say to the church, it shows
-> What's good, and doth no good:
-> If church and court reply,
-> Then give them both the lie.
->
-> —["The Lie"](https://www.bartleby.com/40/48.html) by Sir Walter Raleigh
-
> Stuck, in the middle of fear and shame
> Everybody's looking for someone to blame
> Like it's a game, like it's a game
> And Durham—the software puppet, the lifeless shell animated by a being from another plane—looked him in the eye and said, "You have to let me show you what you are."
>
> —_Permutation City_ by Greg Egan
+
+> I have had the strength to live through it, I shall have the strength to write it down.
+>
+> —"The Husband I Bought" by Ayn Rand
+
+> _Can we all start over
+> After the final chapter's end?
+> When it all starts over
+> How do these scars begin to mend?_
+>
+> —_Centaurworld_