Man, who thinks he knows everything. But what does man know...Man cares only for himself, in his fear and hate.

Yes,' growled Fell, 'for animals do not know what they do, but man has knowledge of his cruelty.

Wolves hate farewells.

Not stories told by wolf or man to frighten children, of Wolfbane and of werewolves, of grasht and goblins and of silly vampires, fables to frighten cowards with the threat of evil and of sin. But the power that lives beyond those stories, and makes them strong indeed, that lives in nightmares and in sleep. That is ribbed into the very fabric of conscious being. The power of love and hate.

To you, Fell. Can't you feel it? Inside you, as it lies inside all the Lera. Know thyself, wolf.

Our destinies are our own, if we have the courage to take control of them.

...at times, the greatest courage of all is to live.