I never wanted to see half the things I've seen, and I've never seen half the things I wanted to. I don't think wanting comes into it. You'd best go all the same.

Soon comes the cold, and the night that never ends.

Great wrongs have been done you, but the past is dust. The future may yet be won.

I'm fond of all my characters so every time one doesn't make the cut I'm a little disappointed although I understand it.

Even the sky was grey. Grey and grey and greyer. The whole world grey, everywhere you look, everything grey except the eyes of the bride. The eyes of the bride were brown. Big and brown and full of fear.

Explain to me why it is more noble to kill ten thousand men in battle than a dozen at dinner.

Some gave me soft words and some blunt, some made excuses, some promises, some only lied. In the end words are just wind.