Since the beginning of the world, a prayer is a prayer and a curse is a curse– no matter the people– no matter the language– Man has given a thousand different namesto his god, but...

I did not say it was true, only that I believe it.

But if there must be an end, let it be loud. Let it be bloody. Better to burn than to wither away in the dark.

This is a grave. There is no honor here in broken tools and old bones, only in the deeds of our children.

No rain but thunder, and the sound of giants.

Lady, I was gonna cut you some slack, ’cause you’re a major mythological figure…but now you’ve just gone nuts!