He had leaped into the embrace of self-delusion. There was a lot of that going around. - Glen Cook

Oh, ‘twould be marvelous if the world and its moral questions were like some game board, with plain black players and white, and fixed rules, and nary a shade of grey.

Smeds did not like it. It was getting complicated. He did not like things complicated. Trying to untangle them usually made things worse.

Bomanz sighed. A man couldn’t get five minutes alone. What the hell did he get married for? Why did any man? You spent the rest of your life doing hard time, doing what other people wanted, not what you wanted.