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The city guardsmen were like the keres, doom-bringers of merciless vengeance.
Use him wisely. Few have been given such a weapon by the gods or Fates before.
You're not one to take lightly, to love of for an evening and leave of a dawn.
Death's easy to find. If She wants you, you'll meet Her here as well as anywhere.
Niko knew death like a sister - she was his true partner in the phenomenal world.
It's all right. Things as they once were will never be again, but it's all right.
Humans create their futures every day of every year; only you can alter your worlds.
One to a customer was the rule: one body; one mind; one swing through life. - Tempus
I survive. I survived it all then and I'll survive the rest of it. Without your help.
Humiliation sets armies marching, empires falling, breaks hearts and minds and souls.
Go carefully, child of mat, where no mercy can be had, and let your faith lead you on.
You three have done quite enough today: all of you and your feckless, treacherous god.
Choose life over death, Niko, when a choice can be made that puts no soul in jeopardy.
We fouled up. I did. He got hurt. Badly, maybe. And the god...is not helping him today.
Death is a doorway, Niko, that leads to an adventure greater than any you have ever known.
Gods are nothing without their worshipers; they act on the affairs and the passions of men.
For the gift of life, the only true thanks was in living fully, and facing death with honor.
Valor was in Nikodemos, unquestionable, and commitment like trees to stand or night to fall.
I'm going to kill that god of yours, next. Then we'll see what you can do, and what you can't.
Die never for a god, Nikodemos who should know better - not your soldiers' god, nor any other.
Be polite to all, friendly to none. Be professional. Be ready to kill everyone and everything.
You count up your dead, every one. Always. Recall them, each and all - every face, every heart.
Gods and politics are the tools with which the godless and unprincipled manipulate the gullible.
This is as 'alone' as I'm likely to get with you - you're not half so fetching as your daughter.
Learn when to fear, and how to fear, and how much to fear, before you squander all you have left.
I thought we'd die there, quarrels in our backs, you for what you did and me for bearing witness.
To the death with honor, shoulder to shoulder, and no one gets closer to a Stepson than his partner.
I see ranks ready for battle, stretching out. Five, six horses across, ranks in formation. Endlessly.
Wisdom, Niko thought as he leaned his cheek against his long-handled rake, cannot be had without price.
Sacred Bands and elite squadrons aren't what the mercenaries' guild is about. Field them at your peril.
Sometimes the cost of winning for all the right reasons is so great that spirits die and hearts grow cold.
Men live, and then they die. It is the quality of the process of living which matters, that and that alone.
Everything that anyone respects is what men naturally excel at: fighting, accruing wealth, playing at power.
Gather the shards of your courage. Patch together what resolve you can. We'll find this thing - and kill it.
Tempus wanders eternally, bringing death to whomever loves him and being spurned by whomsoever he shall love.
There is no mercy in trading life for life. And certainly no righteousness. Mercy, once given, cannot be taken back.
Something awful is always going to happen, Arton. It's Sanctuary. You're a Stepson. Awful is a big part of your job.
The Fates are here because of supernal anger, celestial imbalance, and arrogance of men and gods that must be curbed.
There must be a corps that will battle for righteousness, for there are endless battalions who serve unrighteousness.
Tempus would be protected, better shielded from whatever the Stepson thought threatening, if love could heal and save.
So well do I love you, I go to my god singing your praises. When I meet my father, I will tell him I fought beside you.
Reasons never matter, once Death comes cold and bold and takes the living by the hand. You count up your dead, every one.
The meaning of life, Nikodemos, is to live life with meaning. The purpose of life is merely to live it, perhaps to give it.
It's all the same - no good without evil, no balance...no maat. If we lose one, we lose the other. It's just life, that's all.
Men may not believe you, my son. But you must always say the truth, when the truth holds no danger for you or your loved ones.
Don't forget, Riddler, how I love thee. Or all we shared together. Or that this sea and all other seas can lead you back to me.
If cities have souls, Sanctuary's was troubled long before Tempus got here, and will be troubled long after he and his are gone.
Why is it we are always the targets of the angry Fates? Twice as many men of ours met harm as did theirs, since we've come here.
Life was never simple, happiness never where you thought you'd left it, and right and wrong no more fixed than clouds in the sky.
"Dreamers and dreaming dead, lots of them from neither here nor there with no chance of getting home again, lost in place and time.