Paladin of Souls (World of the Five Gods, #2)

by Lois McMaster Bujold

My calling did not come upon me as a lightning bolt, to be sure, but slowly, as a tree grows.”

How like a man, to change from mask to mask like a player, concealing all intention, yet leave his heart out on the table, carelessly, unregarded, for all to behold.

All doors opened in both directions.

“Surely,” he whispered in awe, “we are blessed.” “Yes. For we bless each other.