“Who will you be when faced with the end?The end of a kingdom,The end of good men,Will you run?Will you hide?Or will you hunt down evil with a venomous pride?Rise to the ashes,Rise to the winter sky,Rise to the calling,Make heard the battle cry.Let it scream from the mountainsFrom the forest to the chapel,Because death is a hungry mouthAnd you are the apple.So who will you be when faced with the end?When the vultures are circlingAnd the shadows descendWill you cower?Or will you fight?Is your heart made of glass?Or a pure Snow White?”

“I hold life sacred, even more since I’ve tasted freedom,... But I've lost my fear of death... But if you join me, I will gladly give my life for you. Because this land and its people have lost too much.”

“It came to him that he didn't like holidays. . . . They bore down on you. Each one always ended up feeling like an exam . . .”

“Making something secret makes it too important, elevates it to the point where it runs your life from the shadows. If you hide what's at your core from other people for too long, sooner or later you end up hiding it from yourself and waking up with no idea of who you are.”

“I give you the end of a golden string,Only wind it into a ball,It will lead you in at Heaven's gateBuilt in Jerusalem's wall.”

“Legend has it, dwarves were made to uncover all the riches hidden on earth. Not just golds or precious stones, but the beauty in people's hearts. -Eric”

“He holds me. I am his in a way he probably isn't even aware of. Boys shouldn't know what power they have. They would panic probably or just mess things up. But boys are who you give yourself to. Not your parents or your teachers or your "future". You give yourself to a boy. And then you go for long walks at night and think about them and wonder what they will do to you in the end.”