They will find whatever button will make you dance, and dance you will, no matter how hideous the tune.

Whether consciousness is implanted in us by something divine, or whether it is created by the efforts of our brains, the end result is the same. We are.

I almost told her everything right then. I wanted to tell her about the Wolves, and how I was supposed to hate them, but when you spend your days with evil, some of it is bound to soak into your clothes, like cigar smoke in a closed room.

Priests might divide the world into good and bad. In battle there was strong and weak and nothing else.

You must be a light unto yourself.

It's always the lesser of two evils.''I don't see why there have to be any evils at all.'-Connor