Aaron Cox

“The closer men came to perfecting for themselves a paradise, the more impatient they became with it, and with themselves as well. They made a garden of pleasure, and became progressively more miserable with it as it grew in richness and power and beauty; for then, perhaps, it was easier to see something was missing in the garden, some tree or shrub that would not grow. When the world was in darkness and wretchedness, it could believe in perfection and yearn for it. But when the world became bright with reason and riches, it began to sense the narrowness of the needle's eye, and that rankled for a world no longer willing to believe or yearn. Well, they were going to destroy it again, were they -- this garden Earth, civilized and knowing, to be torn apart again that Man might hope again in wretched darkness.”
― Walter M. Miller Jr., A Canticle for Leibowitz

“Seeds blow in the wind and what is earf but a deadness with life growing out of it?”
― Russell Hoban, Riddley Walker

“Quanto mais perto os homens chegavam de se proporcionar a si mesmos um paraíso perfeito, mais impacientes pareciam se tornar com ele - e consigo também".
"Sic transit mundus".”
― Walter M. Miller Jr., A Canticle for Leibowitz

“I am an aristocrat: I love liberty, I hate equality.”
― John Randolph