If I had to fall from Cassiel's grace, at least I know it took a courtesan worthy of Kings to do it.
It is a fine line, in all of us, between civilization and savagery. To any who think they would never cross it, I can only say, if you have never known what it is to be utterly betrayed and abandoned, you cannot know how close it is.
A little truth seasons a lie like salt.
If you will not die for us, you cannot ask us to die for you.
My lord. It is too much, and not enough
The pain of the flesh is naught to that of the heart