Henri Rousseau The Equatorial Jungle

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The Fool nodded. The power of words had sustained him through the hell of the Guild. Wizards and witches used words as if they were tools to get things done, but the Fool reckoned that words were things in their own right.
'Words can change the world,' he said.
Her eyes narrowed.
'So you have said before. I remain unconvinced. Strong men change the world,' she said. 'Strong men and their deeds. Words are just like marzipan on a cake. Of course you think words are important. You are weak, you have nothing else.'
'Your The Fool bobbed and capered and waved his hands in a conciliatory fashion.
'But, my love, we will run out of people,' murmured the duke.ladyship is wrong.'The duchess's fat hand drummed impatiently on the arm of her throne.'You had better,' she said, 'be able to substantiate that comment.''Lady, the duke wishes to chop down the forests, is this not so?''The trees talk about me,' whispered Lord Felmet. 'I hear them whisper when I go riding. They tell lies about me!'The duchess and the Fool exchanged glances.'But,' the Fool continued, 'this policy has met with fanatical opposition.''What?''People don't like it.'The duchess exploded. 'What does that matter?' she roared. 'We rule! They will do what we say or they will be pitilessly executed!'