Andrei:		Can I exit from this dialog? Little here is poetic . . .
Elijah:		Why can't science can't be poetic?
Ellesha:		It is if you look deeply . . .

Philyra:		I suppose you would say war is poetic. But that doesn't mean it should exist.
Ellesha:		Well, everything is poetric in some way or another.
Philyra:		You really don't have a moral spine, do you?
Ellesha:		Don't you see? What is music without dissonance? What is light without darkness? All your smug moral certitudes have their counter-weights, which also have validity in some time & place.