Breeze turned to look out the window. "You were always the best of us, Sazed," he said quietly. "Because you believed in something.

I point out truths when I see them, Brightlord Sadeas. Each man has his place. Mine is to make insults. Yours is to be in-sluts.

The right belief is like a good cloak, I think. If it fits you well, it keeps you warm and safe. The wrong fit however, can suffocate.

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

A man was defined not by his flaws, but by how he overcame them.

I still doubt it will work." "You'd doubt the sun's rising if you weren't proven wrong each day," Raoden said with a smile.

Hmmmm Light makes shadow. Truth makes lies. Hmmmm.