A tale is told of twin boys born to different mothers. One is dark by nature, the other light. One is rich, the other poor. One is harsh, the other gentle. One is forever youthful, the other old before his time. One is mortal. They share no bond of blood or sympathy, but they are twins nonetheless. They each live without ever knowing that they are brothers. They each die fighting the blind god.

Life is more a matter of choosing than knowing. He could never know the eventual destination of his path, but he could always choose in which direction to take each step.

The truth is always greater than the words we use to describe it.

Love is more than a candle, love can ignite the stars.

I don't have to stop you. All I have to do is slow you down." -Ganner Rhysode

Good and evil have nothing to do with gods. It has to do with us.

Each of us is the sum of our scars.