The singers make much of kings who die valiantly in battle, but your life is worth more than a song.

A harp can be a dangerous as a sword, in the right hands.

We're setting up mechanisms where we can kill human beings with drones and missiles where you're sitting at a console and pressing the button. We never have to hear their whimpering, or hear them begging for their mother, or dying in horrible realities around us. I don't know if that's necessarily such a good thing.

My own heroes are the dreamers, those men and women who tried to make the world a better place than when they found it, whether in small ways or great ones. Some succeeded, some failed, most had mixed results... but it is the effort that's heroic, as I see it. Win or lose, I admire those who fight the good fight.

As much as I love historical fiction, my problem with historical fiction is that you always know what's going to happen.

The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses.

In the end words are just wind.