Always, it is the poor people who pay. And always, it is the poor people's women who pay the most.

If you show someone something you've written, you give them a sharpened stake, lie down in your coffin, and say, ‘When you’re ready’.

Why does any martyr cooperate with his judases?...We see a game beyond the endgame...As Seneca warned Nero: No matter how many of us you kill, you will never kill your successor.

By each crime and every kindness, we birth our future.

A mountain you're plannin' on climbin' ain't the same as the one you ain't. It ain't so pretty.

... in a cycle as old as tribalism, ignorance of the Other engenders fear; fear engenders hatred; hatred engenders violence; violence engenders further violence until the only "rights", the only law, are whatever is willed by the most powerful.

If war's first victim is truth, its second is clerical efficiency.