It is my observations, though, that happiness limits the amount of suffering one is willing to inflict upon others

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

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.

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

If you will not die for us, you cannot ask us to die for you.

Pain obliterates everything else. In pain, there is only the eternal present.

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.