"Mithorden said it well,"she said finally. "It's worshipping death. They say they follow light. But, in the end, they're really following desolation, division, the end of things. You should hear their prophecies -- war, destruction, only special chosen people are spared."She felt sad and angry. Worse, she wondered to what ends people who believed these things would go to assert their views."
"In my experience, nothing worthwhile has ever really been all that easy. But it certainly has been worthwhile regardless how difficult it seemed."
"If Christ taught us anything it is this -- not to let our fear of death keep us from doing the good thing."
"Silent. So it should be. You have no place in this world, Luthiel. And there is no other.' Zalos reached out and lifted a few strands of her hair. 'Bright songs and the magic of hope are but a dangerous illusion. The fake comfort of witches charms."
"May your feet ever walk in the light of two suns... and may the moonshadow never fall on you..."
"Leowin: Don't worry Luthiel. 'Truth's existence never depended upon belief."