The outcome of the war is in our hands; the outcome of words is in the council.
Clanless, lawless, homeless is he who is in love with civil war, that brutal ferocious thing.
The journey is the thing.
Better to live or die, once and for all, than die by inches.
The tongue of man is a twisty thing, there are plenty of words there of every kind.
Here, therefore, huge and mighty warrior though you be, here shall you die.