I want to live like a man.

So some will be left who remember.

Sometimes the cost of winning for all the right reasons is so great that spirits die and hearts grow cold.

Your honor blinds you, Tempus, to what's right and wrong these days.

Something is going on everywhere, most of which no one understands.

Humiliation sets armies marching, empires falling, breaks hearts and minds and souls.

I want to live like a man.