Anything that you cannot sacrifice pins you. Makes you predictable, makes you weak.

“The way to break the cycle is to kill every single one of the bastards that fuc…”

“If the sins of the flesh ever got old I didn't ever want enough years on me to …”

“Hold to a thing long enough, a secret, a desire, maybe a lie, and it will shape…”

“What's it going to take for you to open that door? Gold? Blood?""Your name and …”