I'm going to kill that god of yours, next. Then we'll see what you can do, and what you can't.
If, as Niko asks, you show them mercy, then the gods will be well pleased.
Arrows are cheap; you're expensive.
What doesn't bend must break, when dooms are apportioned and destiny takes the lead. As it will now, and as it must, until this struggle ends.
Every man's in his own hands, with a little help from his brothers.
Everything that anyone respects is what men naturally excel at: fighting, accruing wealth, playing at power.