The motivations of men. They never make sense. And they always make sense.

I had Eondel teach me," Raoden said. "Back when I was trying to find ways to prove that my father's laws were foolish. Eondel chose fencing becausehe thought it would be most useful to me, as a politician. I never figured I'd end up using it to keep my wife from slicing me to pieces.

It was amazing how many books one could fit into a room, assuming one didn't want to move around very much.

If men should read these words, let them know that power is a heavy burden. Seek not to be bound by its chains.

Now, I had been frightened on several different occasions in my life. The most frightening of these involved an elevator and a mime.

A thing of nature. For every Push, there is a Pull. A consequence.

Good men don't become legends," he said quietly. "Good men don't need to become legends." She opened her eyes, looking up at him. "They just do what's right anyway.