Breakfast was an irritable business. The clock, on the wall, MapHead noticed, seemed to make everyone unhappy. Everyone checked the clock on the wall, then rushed around looking grim. It would be a simple matter to fix it, MapHead thought. No reason not to be happy.
Time, Breakfast
Everything would go on, whether he did or not. That was its beauty and its strength. His life, his hope, his dreams. Nothing cared, so he'd better.
Life, Dreams, Hope
Freedom. Sometimes it isn't what you thought it was when you wanted it to start with. When you can do anything you want, choosing's not easy.
Freedom
Power is responsibility. Don't take advantage. Respect.
Responsibility, Power
The nature of power is such that it can never be understood.
Power
The power to do anything was incredible. Incredibly isolating. If all places were the same to him, where did he belong?
Power is lonely. Power stands apart. I have power. Therefore, I'm lonely.