A bludgeon of wives (surely that must be the plural assignation)! - Steven Erikson

There is no struggle too vast, no odds too overwhelming, for even should we fail - should we fall - we will know that we have lived.

Life's final lesson,the only truthful one buried beneath a layered skein of delusions.
Sooner or later,she now understood,we are all naught but food.Wolves or worms,the end abrupt or lingering,it matter not in the least.

All that we were has led us to where we are, but tells us little of where we’re going. Memories are a weight you can never shrug off.