Most people weren’t aware enough to fear the things that could really hurt them.
A good huntress respected her partners instincts, even if he was socially ignorant.
For peace to take hold, one person must first stop fighting.
I don’t like anyone knowing anything about me that I didn’t choose to tell them.
Every army has a beginning, no matter how humble.
Is that love? It seems like a pale word, too easily tossed about by people who don’t know the meaning of it, who twist it for their own ends. I’m afraid of it now, right up there with clowns, close spaces, and open flames.