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“‘See the lesson in my life, Moneo.’
‘Lord?’ It was only a whisper.
‘They tempt me first with evil, then with good. Each temptation is fashioned with exquisite attention to my susceptibilities. Tell me, Moneo, if I choose the good, does that make me good?’
‘Of course it does, Lord.’
‘Perhaps you will never lose the habit of judgment,’ Leto said.”

“From Moneo’s viewpoint, he is correct in describing this as dangerous. It stimulates the imagination. It makes people feel the lack of that which I have taken from them. What did I take from them? The right to participate in history.”

“‘So I really have no choice,’ Idaho said.
‘You have the choice anyone has,’ Siona said. ‘Die now or later.’
Still, Idaho stared at Moneo. ‘Your real intentions, Moneo? Won’t you satisfy my curiosity?’
‘Curiosity has kept many people alive when all else failed,’ Moneo said. ‘I am trying to keep you alive, Duncan. I have never done that before.’”

“It is the cry of the caged, he thought. The memory of freedom. This thought struck him as odd. Was it always the case that freedom required rebellion?”

“What do such machines really do? They increase the number of things we can do without thinking. Things we do without thinking—there’s the real danger.”

“Even though he had prepared her for it, he found the trusting response touching. He had to fight against a feeling of pity far stronger than any he had experienced before knowing Hwi. There could be no room for pity out here, though, he told himself. Siona was betraying clear signs that she would more than likely die here. He had to prepare himself for disappointment.”

Library loan ran out because I forgot to claim it for the first week EVIL

“‘Through my father’s line and the others, I have gone right back to the House of Atreus.’
‘Such an illustrious line!’
‘With its fair share of fools.’”

“Idaho’s brows contracted into a puzzled frown. ‘Wolves in the City, m’Lord?’
‘Predators,’ Leto said. ‘Wolves—to me there is no essential difference.’
Moneo gasped.
Leto smiled at him, thinking how beautiful it was to observe a moment of realization—a veil pulled away from the eyes, the mind opened.”

“She left quietly, but Leto could see that Hwi, too, was tortured. There was no mistaking the deep sadness in her for the humanity Leto had sacrificed. She knew what Leto knew: they would have been friends, lovers, companions in an ultimate sharing between the sexes. Her masters had planned for her to know.”