I asked you all to work with me. I wanted you all to understand. But powered or not, your vision was too limited. I thought you, at least, grasped something of it. I didn't want a plaything. I wanted partners, people who finally understood.

Meant by whom, Angela? Who "means" mortality? Who "means" the things Peter can do? Man is not "meant" to be anything but the height of what he can achieve, if he is meant to do anything at all.