Pride makes a man, it drives him, it is the shield wall around his reputation... Men die, they said, but reputation does not die.

You know what circumcision is, Private?

A man does not see where he treads in battle, for he is watching the enemy.

We all suffer from dreams

Madness ends sometimes. The Gods decree it, not man.

I know nothing about producing TV drama and any involvement on my part is liable to prove an obstacle to the producers, so I prefer to be a cheerleader and let them get on with it.

The bards sing of love, they celebrate slaughter, they extol kings and flatter queens, but were I a poet I would write in praise of friendship.