Prophecy is like a treacherous woman. She takes your member in her mouth, and you moan with the pleasure of it and think, how sweet, how fine, how good this is... and then her teeth snap shut and your...
The hard truths are the ones to hold tight. - Old Bear
Seeing everything, yet a part of nothing.
It was one thing to go into battle with friends, and another to perish alone and despised.
The day will come when you need them to respect you, even fear you a little. Laughter is poison to fear.