...somehow the old philosophers could make even the most salacious topics seem boring.

Her aunt Sol had once told Shai to smile at the worst insults and snap at the minor ones. That way, no man would know your heart.

I Write those words in steel for anything else not set in metal cannot be trusted

The hallmark of insecurity is bravado.

I'm not really sure why. But... do you stop loving someone just because they betray you? I don't think so. That's what makes the betrayal hurt so much - pain, frustration, anger... and I still loved her. I still do.

Here, in Alethkar, men often spoke of the legends -- of mankind's hard-won victory over the Voidbringers. But when weapons created to fight nightmares were turned against common soldiers, the lives of men became cheap things indeed.

Faith means that it doesn't matter what happens. You can trust that somebody is watching. Trust that somebody will make it all right.