Listen close and you can hear, Please, bless us and forgive us, and make us good here and strong here. Let us get along here. Let those we love and left behind be blessed. Let us find the proper path and keep to it. Help us act harmoniously, and find work pleasing in the sight of god and man.
There must be love, and understanding, to betray. Most men haven't the wit or the honor for betrayal: not to know it when they see it; not the stomach to apprehend it as they do it. Most men, blind and dumb in their self-centeredness, don't betray: they merely disappoint.
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.
Go carefully, child of mat, where no mercy can be had, and let your faith lead you on.
What would the world be without him, and those like him?
Some nights, valor and cold purpose aren't enough.
Niko and his women will be the death of all the Stepsons yet.
Some nights, one wants to tell beloveds everything that's been waiting to be said. Some nights, a man needs flesh and blood and warm breath and a loving heart.
Her idea of who's worth what ain't mine.
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.
Each soul has its appointed doom. How is it you dare to raise a mortal boy so high - high enough to flout the gods? Bring godhead where a man may reach out and take it? growls Enlil, and lightning splits a clear blue sky.
I want to live like a man.
The gods want to bring a better day, and you are their messengers. Trust not in all you see. Trust only in your hearts. And in us, who love you both.
He loves the world so much. I agree it would be a shame to take that love away from meadow and tree, stream and sky, and all that lives in nature, and leave them lonely.
Sanctuary is for lovers, not fighters, this season.
Valor was in Nikodemos, unquestionable, and commitment like trees to stand or night to fall.
The heavens listen to what is said on these cobbles. Laws of man and nature come together here. Here you must be firm. Here you must be true.
These warriors of the Sacred Band were inscrutable; they loved their war and death and picking through the bones of time to sort out right from wrong, good from bad, holy from profane, honor from dishonor.
Tempus wanders eternally, bringing death to whomever loves him and being spurned by whomsoever he shall love.
Love sees all; hate is blind.
But she has found real love, and love can heal and save.
Vengeance is disappointing, always.
I am always yours to call, wherever the sea can reach.
You're not one to take lightly, to love of for an evening and leave of a dawn.
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.
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