Better a soulless clone... than a souled roach.

“The sun was deaf'nin' so high up, yay, it roared an' time streamed from it.”

“This world, he thinks, contains just one masterpiece, and that is itself.”

“What is it that ties shapes of land to the human heart, Mo?”

“Ah, Klaas! Dear Klaas reverted to compost many years ago.”