All that we were has led us to where we are, but tells us little of where we’re going. Memories are a weight you can never shrug off.

Ah, Meese has brought us her finest goblets! A moment, whilst Kruppe sweeps out cobwebs, insect husks and other assorted proofs of said goblets' treasured value.

Shadow is ever besieged, for that is its nature. Whilst darkness devours, and light steals. And so one sees shadow ever retreat to hidden places, only to return in the wake of the war between dark and light.

What makes a Malazan soldier so dangerous? They’re allowed to think.

"There's little value in seeking to find reasons for why people do what they do, or feel the way they feel. Hatred is a most pernicious thing, finding root in any kind of soil. It feeds on itself." "With words."

Soldiers are issued armour for their flesh and bones, but they must fashion their own for their souls. Piece by piece.

The soul knows no greater anguish than to take a breath that begins with love and ends with grief.