“Wondering aloud, If we were orcs, wouldn't we, at a racial level, imagine ourselves to look like elves?”

“When we accept small wonders, we qualify ourselves to imagine great wonders.”

“When we lose ourselves for others we ultimately find ourselves don't we? When we let go of our selfish inclinations, wel live life at a deeper, fuller level than would have ever imagined”

“We are what we imagine ourselves to be. ”

“It was like when we were little kids and we played games on the ivy-covered hillside in the backyard. We were warriors and wizards and angels and high elves and that was our reality. If someone said, Isn’t it cute, look at them playing, we would have smiled back, humoring them, but it wasn’t playing. It was transformation. It was our own world. Our own rules.”

“But let no one imagine that we were mere ascetics. There is no more complex pleasure than thought, and it was to thought that we delivered ourselves over.”