As to blood—ah, blood, the whole subject fascinates me. I do like that as well, warm and dripping, when I am thirsty. And I am often thirsty.

There would be a trial and there would be a judge. The only problem was, there could only be one sentence.

The hourglass runs low.

True courage, in the face of almost certain death, is the rarest quality on earth.

This problem - it is age old. To do what is right and save the day without destroying the very thing the day is lived for.

It is a paradox. Life is that way. God designed it that way. I believe I met him once. He was full of mischief.

No one awakens in the morning thinking they will die that day. Not a saint or a sinner. Not even a condemned killer. We all know were mortal, and yet we all believe we'll live forever.