“If there are gods, why is the world so full of pain and injustice?''Because of men like you.”

“« … why is the world so full of pain and injustice ? »« Because of men like you. »« There are no ‘men like me’. There’s only me. »”

“Only a fool humbles himself when the world is so full of men eager to do that job for him.”

“In a world so full of treachery, that was worth a few kisses.”

“Why, that is why the gods made whores for imps like me.”

“That was the way of this cold world, where men fished the sea and dug in the ground and died, whilst women brought forth short-lived children from beds of blood and pain.”

“The way the world is made. The truth is all around you, plain to behold. The night is dark and full of terrors, the day bright and beautiful and full of hope. One is black, the other white. There is ice and there is fire. Hate and love. Bitter and sweet. Male and female. Pain and pleasure. Winter and summer. Evil and good.” She took a step toward him. “Death and life. Everywhere, opposites. Everywhere, the war.”