You simply have to turn your back on a culture that has gone sterile and dead and get with the program of a living world and the imagination.
I did unspeakable things to protect my family. Or watched them being done, on my orders. I never lost a night's sleep over them. They were necessary. And whatever I imagined necessary for the safety of House Tyrell, I did. But your sister has done things I was incapable of imagining. That was my prize mistake. A failure of imagination.
Liberty — one of Imagination's most precious possessions.