Quotes from Scott Oden

It occurred to him that there were many forms of poison, the most insidious being the poison of words. [...] It was a poison with no easy antidote.

This was no game of thrones where generals sacrificed and maneuvered on the backs of their soldiers; this was the most primal sort of conflict—Odin's weather, the red chaos of slaughter—where men stood breast-to-breast and shield-to-shield, and dealt the same blows they took in kind.

this oväder—this un-weather—was of the Devil's making; that the fumes of Hell warmed the world of Man, and soon the armies of God would strike from the Gates of Heaven to set the balance right.

I don't know why the gods made Fate our master then gave us a fighting spirit, perhaps only for their own amusement, perhaps to give us a thirst for life.

The storm howled out of the west like the terrible voice of God, shouting down the heretics who doubted the coming Apocalypse.

Memories are a bane, little bird, like a thorn lodged in your eye. Cut them out, if you can, or they'll do nothing but haunt you in your dotage.

Who will speak my name so I might taste eternity if no one knows i ever drew breath?

You've learned that pride if often the first victim of ambition

It would be foolish, I think, to judge a whole people by the actions of a few vile souls. Foolish as well as misguiding.

Dusza jest niczym p?omie? ?wiecy. Cho? j? zgasisz, male?ki w?gielek, szarara, ?arzy si? w ciele. Z czasem si? wypali. Ale zanim to nast?pi, kto? kto jest bieg?y w nekromancji mo?e rozpali? ten duchowy popió?, przywo?a? go na krótko do ?ycia.

All we must do, child, is live well, help where we can, and take the good times with as much grace as the bad.

Old Gífr taught us to make that death as hard as nails.

We are all born, and we all die—be it from age and illness, like your people, or from battle, like mine. Everything between is what you make of it," Grimnir said.

Glory seems to bestow herself like a whore on those least worthy.