I don't want to spend a fortune on my cremation urn, but I really do want to look nice at my memorial service.

Fowl never tastes as savory when you're hungry for venison.

A crafty nightrunner died of late, And found himself at Bilairy’s Gate. He stood outside and refused to knock Because he meant to pick the lock.

You always have a choice. Don't ever imagine you don't. Whatever you do, it's a decision and you have to accept responsibility for it. That's when honor becomes more than empty words.

I hate being told what to do! Especially by myself!

Thou you thrust your dagger at my eye, I will not flinch.

Take what the Lightbearer sends and be thankful.