No. Men should die for lies. But the truth is too precious to die for.

In Genua, someone set out to make dreams come true. Remember some of your dreams?

Money doesn't buy happiness, Gytha." "I only wanted to rent it for a few weeks!

You say that you people don’t burn folk and sacrifice people anymore, but that’s what true faith would mean, y’see? Sacrificin’ your own life, one day at a time, to the flame, declarin’ the truth of it, workin’ for it, breathin’ the soul of it. That’s religion. Anything else is just . . . is just bein’ nice. And a way of keepin’ in touch with the neighbors.

When you look into the abyss, it’s not supposed to wave back.

(About a cookbook...) - What about this one? Maids of Honor? - Weeelll, they starts OUT as Maids of Honor...but they ends up Tarts.

It was written in some holy book, apparently, so that made it okay, and probably compulsory.