There is no mercy in trading life for life. And certainly no righteousness. Mercy, once given, cannot be taken back.

Don't blame yourself, or worry. Neither does a bit of good.

Revenge is never the best driver for a battle, but a common one.

In this new world, this day and forever, then, we are not only Thebans - we are all Stepsons. We are all one Sacred Band. If you will have us. And mine will fight by yours, henceforth, as brothers.

The gods want to bring a better day, and you are their messengers. Trust not in all you see. Trust only in your hearts. And in us, who love you both.

These warriors of the Sacred Band were inscrutable; they loved their war and death and picking through the bones of time to sort out right from wrong, good from bad, holy from profane, honor from dishonor.

What is needed is never to be had without price.