Battle for the sake of honor may be a fine thing for bards to sing of, but it is no way to preserve one's homeland

We may not have demon fathers dangling offers of infernal power before us, but everyone understands what it means to struggle with temptation or resist the urge to give in to our baser natures.

Garner knowledge, by any means possible

I wondered if he could ever understand that it was a blessing, not a sin, to be graced with more than one love. It could be complicated; of course it could be complicated. And it opened one up to the possibility of more pain and loss. Still, it was a blessing I would never relinquish. Love, genuine love, was always a cause for joy.

My lord. It is too much, and not enough

Pain redeems all. It is the awareness of life, a reminder of death.

I preferred a hard truth to a well-meant lie.