I'm just a weapon of the god.

This is as 'alone' as I'm likely to get with you - you're not half so fetching as your daughter.

Sometimes the cost of winning for all the right reasons is so great that spirits die and hearts grow cold.

Time to unite the Sacred Bands, Thebans and his people: one unit, one heart, one swing through life.

Let fools believe what fools believe.

If cities have souls, Sanctuary's was troubled long before Tempus got here, and will be troubled long after he and his are gone.

You count up your dead, every one. Always. Recall them, each and all - every face, every heart.