Here we find further argument for Gotagga’s supposition that the world is round. How else could all men stand higher than their brothers?

If the world is a game whose rules are written by the God, and sorcerers are those who cheat and cheat, then who has written the rules of sorcery?

The thoughts of all men arise from the darkness. If you are the movement of your soul, and the cause of that movement precedes you, then how could you ever call your thoughts your own? How could you be anything other than a slave to the darkness that comes before?

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

Something ... made him feel small, not in the way of orphans or beggars or children, but in a good way. In the way of souls.

Here we find further argument for Gotagga’s supposition that the world is round. How else could all men stand higher than their brothers?

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