Evan Meekins

It had become their creation, and they all would know it.

Woe is the mind of the common man, so easily controlled by the prospect of an ambition never to be truly attained. This is what tyrants live on and by what commoners are blissfully burdened and subdued.

the bleakest situations bring out the hospitality in all of us, but it's during the harshest we find out how strong we really are.

there are some some times in life where you have to let your feelings go and do what must be done

Respect the dead, learn from them, do not follow or avenge them.

There is no right or wrong, only what we believe is more right or more wrong

With the threat of them being potential spies or saboteurs, nobody will argue against our actions, and history itself will vindicate us.

War was easy. The hard part was cleaning up afterward.

Even though we don't admit it, every single one of us aspires to be like somebody, whether they live in the world today, within the bard's lyrics, or on the pages in the Library

Heralds don't sing about men who lived in orthodoxy or played it safe, they sing about men who lived an uncertain future and took enough risks to make your head spin.

Milcas raced out his door, anxious to find the answer to this riddle and discover the source of hope for a Roegan in Fargranther; the propellant of an unheard of, forgotten, impossible, and by all accounts, damned idea.

The dominoes of fate are falling down as we are speaking, and Ferriar knows what will happen when the last one crashes down.

the illusion that power lies within the hands of the common man is more important than legitimate efficiency within the government.

it's through the simple things in life, through its games, when our minds mature the most and we grow knowledgeable. It's also when the cloth masks of our outer, false personalities are torn asunder, and we are able to see every last blemish of a man's genuine character that they hide beneath... no matter how dark or obscene it may be.

We must kill the guard before we can enter the palace.

Do not forget about the butterflies.

A true leader is not meant to be greeted with unanimous praise by his people. A leader is meant to be questioned, to be suspect, to be hated. If he is not, then one can easily assume that either he has not challenged his abilities as a leader by making a decision that creates a split between the people, or he is forcing his subjects to bow before him.

Before I fix the world, I have to fix myself.