War was always here. Before man was, war waited for him. The ultimate trade awaiting its ultimate practitioner.
There's a difference between quittin and knowin when you're beat.
Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.
If people knew the story of their lives, how many would then elect to live them?
You are either born a writer or you are not.
It's the tide. It's the dismal tide. It's not the one thing.