Perhaps he lacked the refinements of language required to adapt and modify his sentiments and yet he understood, better than anyone, how language itself was the perfect and perhaps the only honourable way of earning his right to respect among those denizens of the natural world whom he, in turn, respected. Yet it was stil through actions, rather than words, that he tried to accomplish his unvoiced ambitions.

For this was the other thing that Elric knew: that to compromise with Tyranny is always to be destroyed by it. The sanest and most logical choice lay always in resistance.

"I am familiar with these creations, half animal, half vegetable, which are usually the first growths Chaos achieves on any world. The are essentially the detritus of unskilled sorceries and no self-respecting Emperor of Melniboné would have wasted time on such stuff. But Chaos, as you no doubt have already learned, has very little taste -- whereas Law, or course, has rather too much."