The world is so much bigger than we are. It contains things that we can't even imagine, and if we limit outselves to our own minds, we'll never grow.

Not all things must be balanced. When good is weighted against evil, tip the scale.

Collective action can change the world when it's deliberate and based in reason, but it can also become a mental trap, or a societal pressure valve.

If the fool persisted in his foolishness, would he become wise?

How dull it is to pause, to make an end,
To rust unburnish'd, not to shine in use!
As tho' to breathe were life! Life piled on life
Were all too little, and of one to me
Little remains: but every hour is saved
From that eternal silence, something more,
A bringer of new things; and vile it were
For some three suns to store and hoard myself,
And this gray spirit yearning in desire
To follow knowledge like a sinking star,
Beyond the utmost bound of human thought