Welcome to the real world, Mother Robot, a beautiful and dangerous place. Now you can truly begin to live.

Strength is not just in muscle and bone," Rovender said"That is right," Soth added. "Emotional strength is more powerful.

Your mother contained a good spirit. A loving spirit. A spirit that will not cease to exist.Eva looked at him, her brows furrowed.Rovender placed his arm around Eva's shoulders. "You see, she lives within you now, in all of the lessons that she taught you. Lessons you will never forget. Lessons you will always carry with you... and will one day pass on.

Some things we must learn through experience. That is how one truly lives.

It reveals that people are confusing."Rovender corrected her. "Not Confusing. Complex.

Tiny-perhaps." Rovender kept his eyes fixed on the rings. "Insignificant-never, Eva Nine. No living thing is insignificant.

So, Eva Nine, you must sometimes disregard what someone is saying and focus instead on what they are doing. Watch and observe. That is when one reveals his true self.

So is death a journey? Is it to another place?" she asked. "Is it another planet?""Many have wondered this very question,"replied rovender. "But there is an old Caerulan saying: When your journey reaches its destination here, may you walk on through the memories of those still with us.

Your home is where your family is... Where someone waits for you and thinks about you.

As Antiquus's son, I was next in line to be the leader of my village... But leadership is not inherited. It is earned through action.

Sure, I eat because I have to. But I also eat because I want to. It is one of life’s few pleasures.

What are these things that this houses, Eva?" Rovender picked up a crumbling tome. He handed it to her."These are books," Eva said as the yellowed bits of paper flaked away in her hands to rest on the floor. "It's what humans used to put all of their writing in long ago.

Your answers lie here," Rovender said, gesturing around the library.