Ruin still used Reen's voice-it was familiar, something that had always seemed a part of her. Discovering that it belonged to that thing...it was like finding out that her reflection really belonged to someone else, and that she'd never actually seen herself.

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.

My dear, did you just try to prove the existence of God with your cleavage?

Raoden looked up at his friend. "We're not dead, Galladon, and we're not damned. We're just unfinished.

What was that?" Galladon demanded. "I think I just destroyed the biology section" Raoden replied with wonder.

Expectations were like fine pottery. The harder you held them, the more likely they were to crack.

If you give up what you want most for what you think you should want more, you'll end up miserable.