Where do you get dreams like this?

Any belief that puts itself beyond doubt nurtures its own collapse.

I may not yet be as old as dirt, but dirt and I are starting to have an awful lot in common.

It is wrong to ask for more than you give freely. In this way, we come to resemble what we hate.

Where do you get dreams like this?

This you have to understand. There's only one way to hurt a man who's lost everything. Give him back something broken.

Gradually, the night stumbled as if stunned and wandering aimlessly into an overcast day -- limped through the wilderland of transition as though there were no knowing where the waste of darkness ended and the ashes of light began. The low clouds seemed full of grief -- tense and uneasy with accumulated woe -- and yet affectless, unable to rain, as if the air clenched itself too hard for tears. And through the dawn, Atiaran and Covenant moved heavily, unevenly, like pieces of a broken lament.