And personally, I've lost my thirst for vengeance.

There must be a corps that will battle for righteousness, for there are endless battalions who serve unrighteousness.

The city guardsmen were like the keres, doom-bringers of merciless vengeance.

You must become like yourself.

There must be love, and understanding, to betray. Most men haven't the wit or the honor for betrayal: not to know it when they see it; not the stomach to apprehend it as they do it. Most men, blind and dumb in their self-centeredness, don't betray: they merely disappoint.

Such hubris could only come from a man's mouth.

I don't want to be any closer to the gods than death will bring me.