Welcome, Ruin said, to godhood.

Raoden turned to regard the large Dula. "What does it matter? It's not like we have anything pressing to do. It's actually quite pleasant up here—you should just sit back and enjoy it." An ominous crash came from the clouds above them, and Raoden felt a wet drop splat against his head. "Fantastic," Galladon grumbled. "I'm enjoying myself already.

That’s the funny thing about arriving somewhere, Vin,” he said with a wink. “Once you’re there, the only thing you can really do is leave again.

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

Men rarely see their own actions as unjustified.

Sometimes, son," my father said, prying my fingers free, "you have to help the heroes along.

We follow the codes not because they bring gain, but because we loathe the people we would otherwise become.