I think the most tortured place in hell should be reserved not for traitors, but... for cowards. The weakest, most spineless losers. Because it seems to me that traitors? At least they made a choice. But cowards? They just run around biting their fingernails, totally afraid to do anything. Which is totally worse.

What you call love does not sound very beautiful.

We put our faith in love.

I know he would die if you died, Luce

Trust is a careless pursuit.

Of all the pairs the Throne endorsed None rose to burn as bright As Lucifer, the Morning Star, And Lucinda, his Evening Light

This train of thought was heading straight for Pity City, and she wanted to get off.