" GERMIC: Ah, what’s the bigger mystery? That man ever was, Or that he’ll always be? JORIS: Some say one night a thousand ships Fell across a thousand skies, Like hope, which always flies. GERMIC: Dear lady, from whence we came, Either from the thousand ships and skies, Or from a single orb of fame, Matters not when each man dies. —Excerpt from Act II, Home Divided Yves N. Dorben "
― L.E. Modesitt Jr. , The Hammer of Darkness