He didn't even understand why there needed to be new laws all the time. After all, right was right, and wrong was wrong.
Teresa had skirmished much of her adult life among the cut-and-thrust front lines of female social structure, where words were wielded as weapons meant to draw blood. The higher the level of engagement, the more refined the edge. There, you had to be adept to know you had been cut and were bleeding, or the wound was all that much greater for others seeing it and you missing it, thus.
Wizard's Fifth Rule: Mind what people do, not only what they say, for deeds will betray a lie.
Like hounds at a feast, people gather round the table of tyranny, eager for tasty scraps tossed on the floor. Not everyone will wag their tail for a tyrant, but most will, if he first makes them salivate with hate and gives license to their covetous impulses by making them feel it is only their due. Many would rather take than earn. Tyrants make the envious comfortable with their greed.
Culture carries no privilege to exist. Cultures do not have value simply because they are. Some cultures, the world is better off without.
...if the road is easy, you're likely going the wrong way.
Before the crowds who gathered to hear his words, the Minister had called for new measures - unspecified - to deal with violence. Such measures were always unspecified and only rarely was any real action taken. The mere impassioned plea was all that was required to convince the people the Minister was decisive and effective. Perception was the goal and all that really mattered. Perception was easily accomplished, required little effort, and it never had to stand the test of reality.
Dalton knew how easily the minds of the people could be manipulated with the right words, especially if people were distracted by other matters and confused with contradictions.
...knowledge is dangerous to oppressors. To those who would dominate you, knowledge must be crushed, because people who understand are people who will stand against the unfairness of the elite.
Truth didn't wear a tongue smooth; lies did.
I can never fully believe or trust you... not after the lies you have told. That is the curse of lying..... Once you place that crown of the liar upon your head, you can take it off again, but it leaves a stain for all time.