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

The two stallions, the silver and the black, represent the equine god (whomsoever horses pray to) in this ritual so ancient that no one knows what god to thank.

Fight for life itself and everlasting freedom of the human spirit.

This fight coming is not a battle of weapons, but a battle of wills.

It was his soul's freedom that was in question. And that question was whether freedom was worth the price when it meant shirking the responsibilities of honor.

I won't go back and live in the sea again.

Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.