“If you are unwilling to defend your right to your own lives, then you are merely like mice trying to argue with owls. You think their ways are wrong. They think you are dinner.”

“...think of the solution, not the problem. If your mind was filled only with thoughts of why you were going to lose, then you couldn't think of how to win.”

“You don't love me, Sebastian. You don't have any idea what love really is. You can't love anyone or anything until you love your own existence, first. Love can only grow out of a respect for your own life. When you love yourself, your own existence, then you love someone who can enhance your existence, share it with you, and make it more pleasurable. When you hate yourself and believe your existence is evil, then you can only hate, you can only experience the shell of love, that longing for something good, but you have nothing to base it in but hatred. You taint the very concept of love, Sebastian, with your corrupted longing for it. You want me only to justify your hatred, to be your partner in self-loathing.”

“The Screelings are loose and the Keeper may win.His assassins have come to rip off your skin.Golden eyes will see you if you try to run.The screelings will get you and laugh like it's fun.Walk away slow or they'll tear you apart,and laugh all day long as they rip out your heart.Golden eyes will see you if you try to stand still.The screelings will get you, for the Keeper they kill.Hack 'em up, chop 'em up, cut 'em to bits,or else they will get you while laughing in fits.If the screelings don't get you the Keeper will try,to reach out and touch you, your skin he will fry.Your mind he will flail, your soul he will take.You'll sleep with the dead, for life you'll forsake.You'll die with the Keeper till the end of time.He hates that you live, your life is the crime.The screelings might get you, it says so in text.If screelings don't get you the Keeper is next,lest he who's born true can fight for life's bond.And that one is marked; he's the pebble in the pond.”

“You can't love anyone or anything until you love your own existence first. Love can only grow out of a respect for your own life.”

“We don't want to lose you Lord Rahl. We don't want to go back to way things were." She sounded on the verge of tears. "We like being able to do simple things, like make a joke, and laugh. We could never do such things before. We always lived in fear that if we said the wrong thing we would be beaten, or worse. Now that we have seen another way, we don't want to go back to that. If you throw your life away for the Midlands, then we will.- Cara”

“If something is wrong, it matters not if a thousand men are for it; you must still oppose it. If something is just, no amount of popular outcry should stay you from your course.”