|Brice:||Things without logic? Isn't that whole notion dangerous?|
|Devani:||Well, logic has its limits. There's nothing wrong with it – it's simply limited.|
|Anya:||Which logic? Aristotelian logic is only one sort . . .|
|Devani:||The logic of a flower that's blooming – or of a poet gone mad.
The logic of a nation at war in which only a few profit –
or of religons which believe all other viewpoints are bad.
|Carlos:||Well, that seems like an exercise in futilty in me.|
|Devani:||Isn't the logic of doing something seriously – even while realizing it's futile – also elegant?|
|Anya:||Some would call it foolish . . .|