I believe the test of government is the contentment of the people.

..while I was happy enough to pray to any god, knowing that they were simply different faces created by men, of one indivisible truth.

Don't you know the man whose life you spare will always hate you?

Death comes suddenly and life is fragile and brief. No one can alter this either by prayers or spells.

It's like a spell. It's so strong I can't fight it. Is love always like this?

It's what you do to yourself when you go mad with rage. You have no idea how much you can hurt yourself with your own strength.

She entered a state where prayer and poetry became one and the everyday world seemed full of holiness and significance.