“There is immeasurably more left inside than what comes out in words..”

“What little light was left inside me flickered out.”

“Words were dangerous when loosed. They were more powerful than cannon and more unpredictable than storms. They could turn men’s heads inside out and warp their destinies. They could pick up kingdoms and shake them until they rattled.”

“Mouths are longer than they are wide, to ensure words don’t come out sideways. Even the word “sideways” comes out straight.”

“So there was love, once. More than love. And now there is more than hate. Mortals have no words for what we gods feel. Gods have no words for such things. But love like that doesn't just disappear, does it? No matter how powerful the hate, there is always love left, underneath. Horrible, isn't it?”

“What comes out of you when you are squeezed is what is inside of you.”