“If truth was a crayon and I had to name it, I would call it dinosaur skin.”

“If truth were a crayon and it was up to me to put a wrapper on it and name it's color, I know just what I would call it-dinosaur skin.”

“If there was a crayon, and I was to put a label on it, I would call it dinosaur skin".-So B. It”

“there are some things in life a person just cant know”

“You go Picasso!”

“The truth was, Azoth hated Azoth. Azoth was a coward, passive, weak, afraid, disloyal. Azoth had hesitated. Master Blint didn’t know it, but the poisons on the needle had killed Azoth. He was Kylar now, and Kylar would be everything Azoth hadn’t dared to be.”

“A few months ago you assassinated a man who called himself a god; now you're going after a goddess in truth. Unless you can figure out a way to kill continents, after this you're going to have to retire.”