... true faith never comes without anguish.

I am left with the conviction that an avalanche would be easier to dissuade than that man.

For all that I have kissed before, I have never felt anything like this. It is as if I have swallowed a tiny piece of the sun, its warmth and light reaching into every corner of my soul and chasing away the shadows. I surrender to that kiss - surrender to the strength and the courage and the sheer goodness of the man.

We are all of us, gods and mortals, made up of many pieces, some of them broken, some of them scarred, but none of them the total sum of who we are.

It is a good thing I no longer have a heart, because if I did, it would surely break.

... while I am Death's daughter and walk in His dark shadow, surely the darkness can give way to light sometimes.

When one consorts with assassins, one must expect to dance along the edge of a knife once or twice.