Are there any religions on your list that include the slaughter of noblemen as a holy duty?

Why do they call it research if I've only done it this one time?

Yelling a battle cry—more to motivate himself than frighten his foes—Lukel grabbed the table leg and swung it at a soldier. The wood bounced off the man's helmet, but the blow was powerful enough to daze him, so Lukel followed it with a solid blow to the face. The soldier dropped and Lukel grabbed his weapon. Now he had a sword. He only wished he knew how to use it.

The entire point of life is to find ways to get others to do your work for you. Don’t you know anything about basic economics?

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

I've always been very confident in my immaturity.

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.