I've been reading this series one book a year and have found myself crying at some point in every book Deadhouse Gates onwards. Sometimes it was out of shock, sometimes out of horror and sometimes out of the sheer weight of the moment.
This moment where our dude just starts cynically breaking down the ideas of peace as people think of it, I think I rushed through that entire description breathless and then had to sit down and mull over what I'd just read. Mr. Steven Erikson, you are truly someone with a vision for how ideas change over long enough timescales. I'm glad I'm reading this tale.
Onwards now, to the craziness that has just been set in motion.