Eagles

Huginn: Elegies are not rational. The cities fall, the universities crumble, we see it all, the folly of men.

Muninn: Would you prefer the memorials, elegies cast in bronze and stone?

H: Neither those nor any other.

M: At least only I have to remember the elegies. Wind, all wind and chasing after wind. Like eagles.

H: True. And a chasing after truth.

M: If the subjects of those elegies ever existed, perhaps yes. As also, eagles.