Destiny's what you make of it. You have to face whatever life throws at you.

But the universe isn't fair. Things don't work out neatly, pain, hardship and challenges divided equally among those best equipped to deal with them. Sometimes individuals have to be Atlases and carry the weight of the world alone. It shouldn't happen that way, but it does.

He says every story has at least some truth in it, even if most are made up.

A little knowledge is a dangerous thing." - Harkat Mulds (Hunters of the Dusk)

But you're like me,” he says. “An outsider. Different. A freak. We're both weird, which is why we get along.

When it comes to impending, unavoidable extinction, ignorance is bliss.

Look at me!" I roar. "Do you think you'll be the first I've killed today? I wasn't a murderer, but you changed me. I'm a monster now. And I'm hungry." "Meera!" Anotoine whines. "Prae! Please, I beg you. You're civilised people. Help me!" "We can't," Prae says coldly. "Even if we wanted to - and personally I have no problem with him gutting you - we couldn't. He's not ours to control. He's one of your specimens. You helped create him - now you have to deal with him