But perhaps that was just the way of power: no such thing as too much.

It is blasphemy to separate oneself from the earth and look down on it like a god. It is more than blasphemy; it is dangerous. We can never be gods, after all - but we can become something less than human with frightening ease.

The shadows of Ina-Karekh are the place where nightmares dwell, but not their source. Never forget: the shadowlands are not elsewhere. We create them. They are within.

There is no logic to grief.

You are what your creators and experiences have made you, like every other being in this universe. Accept that and be done; I tire of your whining.

Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Once upon a time there was a Stop this. It's undignified.

Determination could easily become obsession.