The ability to make fire at will. It allowed us light to see in the darkness, warmth against the cold, a tool to cook our food.’ He gestured vaguely in the direction of the Delta’s engines. ‘Fire is what eventually led to travel across the black beyond, the ability to start a new life on a New World.

We don't say nothing more. What else is there to say? Everything and nothing. You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.

Life equals running and when we stop running maybe that's how we'll know life is finally finished.

A monster, I think, remembering what Ben told me once. War makes Monsters of Men.

And you," he says, "you need to talk to your boy." He lifts my chin. "And if he needs saving, then you save him. Isn't that what you told me you did for each other?" I let go a few more tears but then I nod. "Over and over again.

Don't deceive me. Never leave me.

What a sad thing men are. Can’t do nothing good without being so weak we have to mess it up. Can’t build something up without tearing it down.