It was his soul's freedom that was in question. And that question was whether freedom was worth the price when it meant shirking the responsibilities of honor.

To the death with honor, shoulder to shoulder, and no one gets closer to a Stepson than his partner.

Life was never simple, happiness never where you thought you'd left it, and right and wrong no more fixed than clouds in the sky.

Reasons never matter, once Death comes cold and bold and takes the living by the hand. You count up your dead, every one.

It is upon each soul to recognize its limit.

Be polite to all, friendly to none. Be professional. Be ready to kill everyone and everything.

Revenge is fruitless.