After each of his books, the writer, for a while, feels once again that he can now die happy.

Find a purpose to serve, not a lifestyle to live.

Respect? Of course, always, to all, because everything seems funnier when you're trying to show respect.

Unlike wealth, there is an infinite value in legacy.

But are you finding monastic history a very compelling reason to live?"
"I'm not human," he said. "I don't require a reason to live. Living is my default condition."
I couldn't help it; I laughed, and teas weleld in my eyes. That answer was quintessentially Orma, distilled to his elemental Orma-ness.

Nothing amuses people more than a cocky guy who starts losing.