"With so much power, so many lives destroyed or blessed with a thought, the troubles that press upon so burdened a mind must only compare to those of the suffering as an ant caught adrift in the flow of a raging river. Unless..." Caught in his own thoughts, he tilts his head, one hand raised to a cheek, almost as if admiring the fantasy.

"Unless worlds bend, and the vastness of the universe can be brought to but a speck of dust, drawn along on the back of the ant for all its life, the weak carrying the strong to see."