“They have no gods. They work magic, and think they are gods themselves. But they are not. And when they die, they (…) become dust and bone, and their ghosts whine on the wind a little while till the wind blows them away. They do not have immortal souls.”

“Manipulation, fueled with good intent, can be a blessing. But when used wickedly, it is the beginning of a magician’s karmic calamity.”

“Follow your heart, Ithilnin,” Albirich repeated. “Time is precious. Don’t waste it living someone else’s life.”