tell the truth.

Imagine you are creating a fabric of human destiny, with the object of making men happy, giving them peace and rest at last, but it was essential and inevitable to torture to death only one tiny creature, and to found that edifice on its unavenged tears. Would you consent to be the architect on these conditions? Tell me, and tell the truth.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, from The Brothers Karamazov

water works.

i'm a big fan.