The names of places carry a charge of the people who named them.

Caleb and Aaron—now you are people and you have joined the fraternity and you have the right to be damned.

Your sons have no names.”Adam replied, “Their mother left them motherless.”“And you have left them fatherless. Can’t you feel the cold at night of a lone child? What warm is there, what bird song, what possible morning can be good? Don’t you remember, Adam, how it was, even a little?”“I didn’t do it,” Adam said.“Have you undone it? Your boys have no names.

Thou mayest rule over sin,’ Lee. That’s it. I do not believe all men are destroyed. I can name you a dozen who were not, and they are the ones the world lives by. It is true of the spirit as it is true of battles — only the winners are remembered. Surely most men are destroyed, but there are others who like pillars of fire guide frightened men through the darkness. ‘Thou mayest, Thou mayest!’ What glory!