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"That’s the problem with all those well-meaning people who try to comfort you by telling you that everything’s okay, you’re home now, and the war’s over, as if you’re an idiot who can’t read a newspaper and see that an armistice has been declared. It’s like telling someone that Greece is over, or England, or Russia. It’s nonsensical. Places aren’t ever over, except maybe Pompeii."

"Nevertheless, I do not believe that God cares where you worship Har. The prayers of the dying on the mud of the battlefield and the pleas of the fearful hiding in cellars must surely ascend just as quickly as those uttered under the light of stained glass. More quickly, if there is justice in the universe."

"When you talked to Bors for very long, you realized that he was slow, and if I had meant stupid I would have said that instead. Bors had a mind like a lava flow. It took a long time to get where it was going, but there was no stopping it. I quite liked him."

"I’m keeping is what we say in Gallacia to any such inquiry, and it covers such a broad range as to convey no information whatsoever. It can mean “I am filled with unspeakable joy, my gout is cured, and angels attend my every step,” or it can mean “a bear just ripped my leg off and I am, at this moment, bleeding out, but please don't make a fuss." Either way, you're keeping."