- It's as pottery.
- Clay on a spinning table.
- It can be all you want. All you hate. Everything you love is there. Everything you want is somewhere. Everything you hate is nowhere.
- Why must I feel guilty for making a realm of my own?
- It's truly only going to help others, and others pain will only be collateral anyway.
- Why do I hesitate, quiver, and refrain from pressing the key?
- His thoughts were interrupted.