“There's a lot of ugly things in this world, son. I wish I could keep 'em all away from you. That's never possible.”

“There's a lot of things blamed on me that never happened. But then, there's a lot of things that I did that I never got caught at.”

“I thought maybe I could just get away from everything. But you can't get away from a thing that's your own fault.”

“And no matter what, there's not one thing in this world *or* the next that we can do or hope or guess at or wish or pray that can change it or help it one iota. Because whatever is, is. That's all. And all there is now is to be ready for it, strong enough for it, whatever it may be. That's all. That's all that matters. It's all that matters because it's all that's possible. ”

“Our lives are like these things I make. Turn 'em, build 'em, bake 'em in fire. That's what you've been, son. Baked and fired. But a pot don't have the right to choose whether he be for water, wine, or just left empty. You have, son. You have.”

“I wish I could take away your pain. I wish I could go back to when you were born and take you somewhere safe. Far away from all the people who’ve hurt you. (Kiara)You’re doing that now. (Nykyrian)”