The day of battle dawned pink as the fresh-bitten thigh of a maiden.
There's no such thing as civilization. The word just means the art of living in cities.
That's life: trust and you're betrayed; don't trust and you betray yourself.
I enjoy slaughtering beasts, and I think of my relatives constantly.
Why could you not have left me as I was, in the sea of being?" "Because the world has need of your humility, your piety, your great teaching and your Machiavellian scheming.
Strygalldwir is my name. Conjure with it and I will eat your heart and liver." "Conjure with it? I can't even pronounce it, and my cirrhosis would give you indigestion.