What are gods, after all, if not the perfect victims? - Steven Erikson

"Ben Adaephon Delat," Pearl said plaintively, "see the last who comes. You send me to my death."
"I know," Quick Ben whispered.
"Flee, then. I will hold them enough to ensure your escape no more."
Quick Ben sank down past the roof.
Before he passed from sight Pearl spoke again. "Ben Adaephon Delat, do you pity me?"
"Yes" he replied softly, then pivoted and dropped down into darkness.

He was asked, then, who was this Winged Grief? And Gallan said, 'There is but one left who would dare command me. One who would not weep and yet had taken into his soul a people's sorrow, a realm's sorrow. His name was Silchas Ruin.

Too many regrets. Lost chances — and with each one passing the less human we all became, and the deeper into the nightmare of power we all sank.