He had but to speak He had but to speak aloud the words that came into his head, and those around him would fall in line. Shane Carruth, Primer wordscommunicationpersuasion
My own beauty reflected The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said: "I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected." Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist Narcissus and Goldmund beautyego