My battlerager, believing that Clangeddin would resurect him if his service was still needed, never wanted other part members to heal him: "Healing is for p*****s!" When he attacked, he declared "Stitch that, (goblin/ogre/dragon/pansy-elf)!"
My LG, grim and grizzled, Mad-Eye Moody-inspired Cleric/Ranger/Ghostwatcher/Hunter of the Dead, when queried about his morose nature, the prevalance of evil, or the depravity exhibited by the foes of the god of light, responds "The light that shines brightest casts the deepest shadows."