She loved the teachings of the Five Visions. Humility. Sacrifice. Seeing another's problems before your own. Yet she was beginning to think that she-- along with others-- had taken this belief too far, letting her desire to seem humble become a form of pride itself. She now saw that when her faith had become about clothing instead of people, it had taken a wrong turn.

Words are where most change begins.

Must someone, some unseen thing, declare what is right for it to be right? I believe that my own morality - which answers only to my heart - is more sure and true than the morality of those who do right only because they fear retribution.

What? Is that boy crazy?" "Most young men his age are somewhat crazy, I think," Sazed said with a smile. "However, this is hardly unexpected. Haven't you noticed how he stares at you when you enter a room?" "I thought he was just creepy.

Sometimes it was daunting, knowing how easily I could break things. This one simple curse seemed to dominate my entire life.

Sometimes the prize is not worth the costs. The means by which we achieve victory are as important as the victory itself.

I like words. And I always learn a few new ones when Father gets angry. I shouldn't neglect my education, now should I?