"Being a god isn't much of an adventure, is the thing. My mortal self thought like it would be a fun adventure to try for the Starstone, but he failed to consider what sort of adventures a god might then have if he succeeded. Once you've daringly risked your divine social life on trying to score Desna and Shelyn for a threesome, there's not much else courageous you can personally do that won't get you immediately extinguished or turned into Zon-Kuthon."
"I made the world a better place just by being there and choosing clerics, and it wasn't like I was suffering, so I stuck around. But if I can do more good by dying, and possibly going on to a next greater adventure, it's not in My nature to regret that. You don't go for the Starstone on a drunken bet if you're the sort of person who holds the same horror for true-death that Carissa Sevar holds, or Iomedae for that matter. Nethys's notes say there are more distant Golarions where Carissa ends up as Her cleric, can you imagine? I'd regret not seeing the future of this world, how it all ends up; but wherever I end up, it'll be someplace that can see this Golarion, so with any luck I'll still find out how it all went."
"And even if I don't go anywhere - there's so many souls every day that go to Abaddon, not just in Golarion but in all the Material planes; and so many more than that, who suffer for a time in the Abyss and then perish again. It's not, really, like a god's true life is worth so much more than theirs. There's more consciousness in Me than in a hundred mortal souls, maybe, but not ten thousand."
"So if by sacrificing Myself I might be able to change Abaddon as it is now, the Abyss as it is now, and above all Hell as it is now - then fine, good trade."