These warriors of the Sacred Band were inscrutable; they loved their war and death and picking through the bones of time to sort out right from wrong, good from bad, holy from profane, honor from dishonor.

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

The universe forgives those who give until their hearts are aching and their spirits weak, and finds a way to renew all strength and cure all ills, in this world or the next, if a soul can just have faith.

It's all the same - no good without evil, no balance...no maat. If we lose one, we lose the other. It's just life, that's all.

He loves the world so much. I agree it would be a shame to take that love away from meadow and tree, stream and sky, and all that lives in nature, and leave them lonely.

If, as Niko asks, you show them mercy, then the gods will be well pleased.

The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.