Very few beings really seek knowledge in this world. Mortal or immortal, few really ASK. On the contrary, they try to wring from the unknown the answers they have already shaped in their own minds.

“Go ahead, throw this book away. Spit on me. Revile me. I dare you. Cast me out …”

“Master, the paintings, the paintings in the storage rooms!" I cried."Forget the…”

“Let me pay the price for you instead.”

“The only power that exists is inside ourselves.”