'Makes no sense to me,' said Huntsekker. 'You don't know who is at your door, but you know the thoughts of a man twenty miles away.' ‘Life is a myste… - David Gemmell

Rubbish! ... No man fights for dirt and grass. No, nor mountains. Those mountains were here before the fall and they will be here when the world topples again.

"... But men don't come in just two groups, one of gold and the other of lead. They are a mix of both." "And what about women?" "Pure gold, my girl," Rayvan answered with a chuckle.

Greed got me into this," Powdermill said, mournfully. "I swear to the Source that if I get out of this alive, I'll never give in to greed again."
Huntsekker laughed. "We are what we are, little man. We won't change. Now, set to and see something we can take to the Moidart.