By nature of definition only the coward is capable of the highest heroism.
There are times, Sember, when I could believe your mother had a secret lover. Looking at you makes me wonder if it was one of my goats.
Do not complain of life’s unfairness. It is never fair – at best it is impartial.
If there is one sound the follows the march of humanity, it is the scream.
The night has a capacity for terror that the day can never match.
Miracles are merely events that happen just when they are needed.
Not one of the creatures of blood can escape death. We all face it, and succumb to it. It follows us like a dark shadow. Yet if we live in terror of it, then we do not live at all. Yes we are born alone, and yes we will die alone. But in between, Tae, we live. We know joy.
Love is both wondrous and yet full of peril. Love is a gateway through which hatred – disguised and unrecognized – can pass.
I was a man before I was a king, and no true man walks away when a friend needs him.
Old age is not as honorable as death, but most people seek it.
Fear is an aid to the warrior. It is a small fire burning. It heats the muscles, making us stronger. Panic comes when the fire is out of control, consuming all courage and pride.
I am not going to talk about patriotism, duty, liberty, and the defense of freedom because that’s all dung to a soldier.
All men have talents. Some build, some paint, some write, some fight. For me it is different.
While men compete in war, there will be warriors. While there are warriors, there will be princes among warriors. Among the princes will be kings, and among the kings an emperor.
There is evil in all of us, and it is the mark of a man how he defies the evil within.
A problem shared is a problem doubled.
A man’s strength is ultimately born of his knowledge of his own weakness...
Life is a struggle, from the agonies of birth to the railing against death. Devour or be devoured. The law of the wild.
Why now? Why not? Live or die, a man and a woman need love. There is a need in the race. We need to share. To belong. Perhaps you will die before the year is out. But remember this: to have may be taken from you, to have had never. Far better to have tasted love before dying, than to die alone.
Hate is the father of all evil.