You know how it is. Boy meets girl, girl wants boy dead. An everyday story, really.

We make choices everyday, some of them good, some of them bad. And - if we are strong enough - we live with the consequences.

If you look at any ancient civilization, they've all used fantasy stories to train the young.

Some people have a gift for stupidity, an almost mystic ability to withstand any form of logic.

Fear is an aid to the warrior. It is a small fire burning. It heats the muscles, making us stronger. Panic comes when the fire is out of control, consuming all courage and pride.

Societies need heroes. So we travel to places where the revisionists cannot dismantle the great.

An enemy is like a man's most prized flower. It brings him joy to see it buried in the ground.