We pay for sins we do not remember, and seek to do a will we can scarce fathom. That is what it is, to be a god's chosen.

There is no folly like the folly of the wise.

Love child!" What else? You will find it and lose it, again and again. And with each finding and each loss, you will become more than before. What you make of it is yours to choose.

A nervous silence loosens tongues

To have a traitor for an ally is to have an enemy in waiting

Yes my lord, but questions are dangerous, for they have answers

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.