Consequences lost all purchase when they became mad. And desperation, when pressed beyond anguish, became narcotic.

Beliefs are the foundation of actions. Those who believed without doubting, he would say, acted without thinking. And those who acted without thinking were enslaved.

Gods are but greater demons, the Cishaurim said, hungers across the surface of eternity, wanting only to taste the clarity of our souls. Can you not see this?

There was such a difference, he thought, between the beauty that illuminated, and the beauty that was illuminated.

To indulge it is to breed it. To punish it is to feed it. Madness knows no bridle but the knife.

If soot stains your tunic, dye it black. This is vengeance.

Saying 'I could have done more,' Zin, is what marks a man as a man and not a God.