I survive. I survived it all then and I'll survive the rest of it. Without your help.

Wanting neither too much to live, nor too much to die.

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

So some will be left who remember.

I can start the rain. Bring thunder. Bring lightning. Want to see?

Gods and politics are the tools with which the godless and unprincipled manipulate the gullible.

You've been playing gods-and-witches again, that's clear.