Is it a wolf I hear,
Howling his lonely communion
With the unpiloted stars,
Or merely the self-importance and servitude
In the bark of a dog?
How many millennia did it take,
Twisting and torturing
The pride from the one
To make a tool, The other?
...
And how do we measure the distance from spirit to spirit?
And who do we find to blame?
Kadmin and Takesi quoting the revolutionary poet Quellcrist Falconer in the novel
Altered Carbon (2002) by Richard K. Morgan
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