It's in the god's hands.

If it was true today, it might be untrue tomorrow.

Everything that anyone respects is what men naturally excel at: fighting, accruing wealth, playing at power.

I think we're all in Cime's army now. But never mind, the Storm God hasn't forgotten us. Heaven is no farther away than it ever was.

This was what men fought for, what men died for: a chance at life, and to fight on other days - the battle of your choice, of the body, or the heart, or the soul.

Death's easy to find. If She wants you, you'll meet Her here as well as anywhere.

Death is a doorway, Niko, that leads to an adventure greater than any you have ever known.