By Mutual Confidence And Mutual Aid -

And By The Sacred Parchment, I Swear That If I Reveal The Secrets Of The Stonecutters, May My Stomach Become Bloated And My Head Be Plucked Of All But Three Hairs

The Journey Is Its Own Reward.

A Shamefaced Man Makes A Bad Beggar.

Restrain Yourself... And Gloat In Silence. I'll Have No Jubilation Here. It Is An Impious Thing To Exult Over The Slain.

I Would Rather Be Tied To The Soil As A Serf... Than Be King Of All These Dead And Destroyed.