What man is such a coward he would not rather fall once than remain forever tottering?

The closest bonds we will ever know are bonds of grief. The deepest community one of sorrow.

Somewhere in the world is the most invincible man. Just as somewhere is the most vulnerable.

I tried to put things in perspective but sometimes you're just too close to it.

This is the nature of war, whose stake is at once the game and the authority and the justification. Seen so, war is the truest form of divination. It is the testing of one's will and the will of another within that larger will which because it binds them is therefore forced to select. War is the ultimate game because war is at last a forcing of the unity of existence.War is god.

The frailty of everything revealed at last. Old and troubling issues resolved into nothingness and night. The last instance of a thing takes the class with it. Turns out the light and is gone. Look around you. Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.

Then they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.