I wish sometimes that the gods would either choose better, or make their wishes clearer

I can see patterns in events, and behaviors; in mathematics, I follow slower

It is a comfort, in anguish, to be reminded of the scale of one's own troubles against the mighty breadth of the world.

That was the problem ... with trusting to the written word ... We were human, mortal and fallible. We forgot, we made errors, argued ambiguities, and twisted meanings to suit our own ends. And in doing so, mayhap we reshaped the gods themselves.

Love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel. It is inexorable as the tides, and life and death alike follow in its wake.

Let the warriors clamor after gods of blood and thunder; love is hard, harder than steel and thrice as cruel.

There is no fulfillment that is not made sweeter for the prolonging of desire