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216 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1965

Lockridge strained to hold onto the calm they had somehow instilled into him. "But time is fixed. Isn't it?"
"From a divine view, perhaps," John said. "Men, though, are not gods. Look into yourself. You know you make free choices. Don't you? In the time war they rationalized every horrible thing they did by claimin' it was bound to happen anyway. Yet they were themselves, directly, responsible for more tyranny, more death, more hate, more sufferin' than I can stand to count up.”
The Warden went on to speak of potions and incenses that opened the door to a sense of Her veritable presence in everything which existed. "But those are kept for the most solemn rites. Man is too weak to endure long the godhead in him."
"Woman may do so oftener," said the Lady Yuria.