We have no names, no family. Every one of us is poor and powerless. And yet together, we can overthrow an empire
The poor disgust us because they are us, shorn of our illusions. They show us what we'd look like without our fine clothes. How'd we smell without perfume
The Warrior punishes those who believe themselves beyond the reach of justice. But the Mother shows her mercy to those who kneel before her
All sinners are equal before the Gods