The words of Lingo the Ringo upon entering the haunted mountains of Detheream.
The one and the many, the all and the each, you and I - equal contributors to creation.
Who believes in love at first sight?
I saw clearly who had placed the stone in the way of the water's course - it was I who had disrupted my own pure flow. I had done myself this disservice.
One becomes two, two becomes four, four becomes the multitude of forevermore.
One day from now - in heaven's time - there will be a whole forest here.
They'd spent all the time they had to spend.
Look at me; judge me by my size, do you? Size matters not.
There was a mirror, once, that wanted to stare at itself.
Instead of seeking "what does," seek "what does not."
What does a ship love more – the wind or the sea?