Men are fools who forget what really matters while time goes by.

Wisdom, Niko thought as he leaned his cheek against his long-handled rake, cannot be had without price.

Life was never simple, happiness never where you thought you'd left it, and right and wrong no more fixed than clouds in the sky.

We've the new hard-steel, though why they're all so hot to pay twice the price when men're soft as clay and even wood will pierce the boldest belly, I can't say.

Sometimes a man does what he'd most like to avoid.

What wastrel mankind destroyed takes time for nature to put to rights.

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